Fuck The Opps
Told my nigga clutch up on that drac
And if a nigga play with you
Then send shot's to his face
Told my nigga free him until I see him from them gates
And don't scream out 94 without adding in that k
Fuck the opps
Nigga we'll boost the murder rate
And off of these drugs I just might DOA
Murder on my mind
I ain't got shit else left to say
Glock up on my side
Play with the gang your body gone lay
Just might fuck around and crash out
My little nigga keep zoning out
Bad bitch with me she assed out
Gave her back shots and she tapped out
Smoking blunts until we passing out
Went MIA
They thought I went missing for a while
Little hoe keep talking down on me
But she wanted to have my child
Facts
Nigga want smoke
Pull up where he at
That nigga only got one in the chamber
He playing rush and roulette
They say more money more problems
I say more money more bitches
Can't be fucking these hoes all night
So we just do quickies
I put my heart on ice
That little bitch tried to fix it
I'm nonchalant so with that lovey dovey shit
Bitch you can miss me
Snakes in the grass
They hissing
Wanna take some
Nigga come and get it
These other rappers be capped out
Everything I say I really live it
33 racks like Scottie Pippen
I'm just a man on a mission
Trying to get my gang out the trenches
Trying to get my niggas out of Memphis
Everything I say is real spill
You niggas just got to pay attention
You niggas just got to listen and I promise you gone feel it
Aye fuck 12
Free all my niggas out the cell
Just throw away the case
Barely hear from my father
Didn't even call me and tell me happy birthday
I'm really the goat nigga
I don't need to use no word play
Just listen closely to the shit I say
Told my nigga clutch up on that drac
And if a nigga play with you
Then send shot's to his face
Told my nigga free him until I see him from them gates
And don't scream out 94 without adding in that k
All my niggas clutching on choppers
They might just boost the rate
Sliding in traffic bumping catch one to the face
Fuck the opps
You niggas some hoes anyway
I was low key but I had to talk my shit today
And it's still fuck double fk
Told my nigga clutch up on that drac
And if a nigga play with you
Then send shot's to his face
Told my nigga free him until I see him from them gates
And don't scream out 94 without adding in that k
Bad bitch with me
I love the way her ass shake
Got the fucking gang with me
They gone boost up the rate
Niggas some hoes anyway
Nigga got some to say
Come and say it to my face
And if a nigga play with you
Then send shot's to his face
Told my nigga free him until I see him from them gates
And don't scream out 94 without adding in that k
Fuck the opps
Nigga we'll boost the murder rate
And off of these drugs I just might DOA
Murder on my mind
I ain't got shit else left to say
Glock up on my side
Play with the gang your body gone lay
Just might fuck around and crash out
My little nigga keep zoning out
Bad bitch with me she assed out
Gave her back shots and she tapped out
Smoking blunts until we passing out
Went MIA
They thought I went missing for a while
Little hoe keep talking down on me
But she wanted to have my child
Facts
Nigga want smoke
Pull up where he at
That nigga only got one in the chamber
He playing rush and roulette
They say more money more problems
I say more money more bitches
Can't be fucking these hoes all night
So we just do quickies
I put my heart on ice
That little bitch tried to fix it
I'm nonchalant so with that lovey dovey shit
Bitch you can miss me
Snakes in the grass
They hissing
Wanna take some
Nigga come and get it
These other rappers be capped out
Everything I say I really live it
33 racks like Scottie Pippen
I'm just a man on a mission
Trying to get my gang out the trenches
Trying to get my niggas out of Memphis
Everything I say is real spill
You niggas just got to pay attention
You niggas just got to listen and I promise you gone feel it
Aye fuck 12
Free all my niggas out the cell
Just throw away the case
Barely hear from my father
Didn't even call me and tell me happy birthday
I'm really the goat nigga
I don't need to use no word play
Just listen closely to the shit I say
Told my nigga clutch up on that drac
And if a nigga play with you
Then send shot's to his face
Told my nigga free him until I see him from them gates
And don't scream out 94 without adding in that k
All my niggas clutching on choppers
They might just boost the rate
Sliding in traffic bumping catch one to the face
Fuck the opps
You niggas some hoes anyway
I was low key but I had to talk my shit today
And it's still fuck double fk
Told my nigga clutch up on that drac
And if a nigga play with you
Then send shot's to his face
Told my nigga free him until I see him from them gates
And don't scream out 94 without adding in that k
Bad bitch with me
I love the way her ass shake
Got the fucking gang with me
They gone boost up the rate
Niggas some hoes anyway
Nigga got some to say
Come and say it to my face
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Writer(s): Marsean Carr
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