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3 Headed Savage
Big Opp
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(Fox you comin' brazy brudda, big drills)
Me and Q50 got hot, spin the blocks with the blow
We gon' bat out and chase shit
Goofy ass niggas, I hate these niggas, I'm starting to think I'm racist
Bloodhound, Drench Gang, we face shit
Niggas don't slide, that shit be the strangest
My opps so broke, they ass be the lamest
You hear them in this head, and I'm leavin' him brainless
If you want my chains, come take 'em
Big ass niggas, tell Louis gon' break 'em
Pulled on the opps and I let off 80
Like Kobe Bryant when he was playing on the Lakers
Drench Gang, bitch, I run with some tweakers
Bloodhound Lil Jeff, long live the reaper
Dressed in all black so you can't even see us
Four niggas, eight guns, when we bail out the steamer
Swing my door and I'm blowing the heater
Niggas be bitches, they run when they see us
White and black straight, this bitch look like a zebra
Q50 bounced out with a Drac', fuck a nina
Found out she was fuckin' Big Opp and he beat her
Yo' lil' bitch dirty, that bitch wear Fila
Bounce out, I'm on his ass like he a Family guy, that niggas just like Peter (ha)
Link with the gang, pour a four in a liter
Dissin' on Mike, I'ma send you to meet him (send you to meet him)
Fuck school, I'll go shoot up my teacher (know that)
Leave his ass at the funeral and shoot up the preacher (grrah, grrah, grrah)
She fucked on the gang, but he think she a keeper
He took off and ran and got knocked out of sneakers
Pop out the brushes, I look like a beaver
Fuck 12, they hit the lights then we leave 'em
Niggas be tweakin' they thinkin' that I need 'em
He did all that dissin', that's why he ain't breathin' (dead ass)
He thirsty to kill, my lil' brother fienin'
Bounce out with the clip to his head, tryna beam him
Dick ride the opps, we gon' catch him and leave him
If shorty go catch him a hat, I'ma feed him
Robbers and killers, Toss Gang breather
We four deep, masked up ridin' a demon (you know that)
When I swung my door, them niggas tried to run
They was fallin' and trippin'
It's a man down, go and check spo,t four niggas just bounced out QS50
Lil Jeff got the Drac', and I got a 50
Ridin' through the hundreds, tryna catch me a risky
Ay, Opp, what you got? (Strapped with a ten-milly)
Ay, Von, who got the drop? (Hurry up, come get me)
Y'all know how I'm comin', if I like it, I take it
It could've been ten if I would've faced him
GDK for the bricks, I see 'em, I chase 'em
I hate these niggas, you'd think I'm racist
Kill his ass in Amiri, this shit be costin'
Had to swap my gen same day I bought it
Hop out with no mask, give no fuck who saw me
Who you know 19, left eight in the coffin?
Tote Micro drac', you can tell how I'm walkin'
Caught him in the Uber, caught another nigga walkin'
Stand over his ass, "Where you going? Stop Crawlin'"
I'm the first to bounce out, I don't do no stallin'
Get hit with the glitch, I ain't doin' no brawlin'
Niggas be bitches, peace treaties they callin'
My dumbass hit a fan, now she stalkin'
Slide was trollin', now his ass ain't talkin'
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