Grr Bap bap bap You know O way or no way Get right, get left or get stretched Free the drillas 10 times You know Fuck the other side O (Gang) Grr Grr Grrrr Bap bap bap
Mandem told you already Man spin that coupe when we see a opp boy Hop out man, beat that See the opp block strip man sweep that Smooth criminal Charntay says she's wanting more I'ma go make an opp boy bleed Don't worry I'ma be back Charntay bendin' over so I lean back, beat that Gangstas to the left and my right Keep thinking everyting nice, 'til we tek mans life You coulda been a murderer, coulda been a terrorist We don't care, we just slap these 9's (Woosh) They all stress, come back and I'm better than ever And this time I'm poppin' off on them whenever the weather Straight winners, no L's, jus' me and my breddas OFB, Farm Block, go gettas They ain't sho like me They ain't sho like me Big guns, they ain't got no poles like we [?] He don't grab the smoke like me Kush, spin the wheel lemme toast that yute
Spin on the opps, that's the usual Nobody cares what we used to do They couldn't even tell you what they used to do Cah what they used to do is what they do now Like come to the block get (Baow) Run down, sun's out, guns out T got in now you gotta run now 9 millimetre get tump out If he's just another nigga tryna get clout You don't need a gunshot, you can get a mac tump out Them man a likkle man, we ain't gotta bring guns out
Ay spin this coupe To the left, to the left, to the right Still ain't seen a nigga in sight Last time that I saw that block with my eyes I had to angle my arm, slapping out carbine 4 opp blocks doing up purging, lurking If you saw anyone on them blocks There it's curtains Swing that, dig it and turn it Rise that suttin' and burst him Squeeze and lean with this yute and everybody You don't want see with a gun The samurai, ching that, make him bleed on it I can never see a opp boy not deal with it We don't do no rap cap We make waps slap If he's an opp man steamin' him Billin' up a nigga, come we put some teeth in him With the broom and sweepin' him
Mandem told you already Man spin that coupe when we see a opp boy Hop out man, beat that See the opp block strip man sweep that Smooth criminal Charntay says she's wanting more I'ma go make an opp boy bleed Don't worry I'ma be back Charntay bendin' over so I lean back, beat that Gangstas to the left and my right Keep thinking everyting nice, 'til we tek mans life You coulda been a murderer, coulda been a terrorist We don't care, we just slap these 9's They all stress, come back and I'm better than ever And this time I'm poppin' off on them whenever the weather Straight winners, no L's, jus' me and my breddas OFB, Farm Block, go gettas
Like come to the block get (Baow) Run down, sun's out, guns out T got in now you gotta run now 9 millimetre get tump out If he's just another nigga tryna get clout You don't need a gunshot, you can get a mac tump out Them man a likkle man, we ain't gotta bring guns outTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
