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34 quain – yoppa lyrics

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[hook]

b-tch i tote a zappa not no motherf-cking yoppa
sliding down yo blocka with this motherf-cking choppa
if a n-gga diss on gang then we gone send em to the doctor
all these p-ssy n-ggas actors all they -ss deserve an oscar
zuessed up on these n-ggas now our juice they tryna jock it
we done took off fast we blowing up just like a rocket
walk inside the mall and if i want that sh-t i cop it
34 up next and n-ggas mad cause they can’t stop it

[verse 1]

all y’all n-ggas scary y’all gone step but y’all won’t jump
34 pop out b-tch we gone punch, gone kick, gone stomp
oppositions talking crazy yo fat mack go pop the trunk
on the net they bold as f-ck but in person they forest gump
they just be typing like they with it point the zappa at they fitted
got my nine and it’s extended talking sh-t i leave you missing
i’m smoking on gas that sh-t got me lifted
i hop in the stolo i’m swerving i’m whippin
i ride on 44s like mike jones i’m still tippin
i’m bruce lee on the block cause the way that i’m kicking
34 gang the gang that i’m banging
still with the same n-ggas never changing
upping the zappa leave a n-gga brainless
catch a opp lacking ima leave em famous
say they want me dead i think that they playing
shooting in the air it’s like they ain’t aiming
they shooting at the sun i’m like d-mn what he do
if i up my zappa i’m blowing at you, b-tch

[hook]

b-tch i tote a zappa not no motherf-cking yoppa
sliding down yo blocka with this motherf-cking choppa
if a n-gga diss on gang then we gone send em to the doctor
all these p-ssy n-ggas actors all they -ss deserve an oscar
zuessed up on these n-ggas now our juice they tryna jock it
we done took off fast we blowing up just like a rocket
walk inside the mall and if i want that sh-t i cop it
34 up next and n-ggas mad cause they can’t stop it

[verse 2]

y’all can keep the woods cause b-tch i keep on smoking gars
got this gold up on my neck i buss it down shine like the stars
og cookie in my blunt i roll it up and go to mars
i only smoke the best of dope because i cannot fw bars
ima real zuesser i’m not a rapper
i used to hit stains i’m not a trapper
i’m in the streets i’m not a capper
catch a n-gga lacking i turn to a clapper
got his -ss beat fast he to napper
i dropped out of college i was like f-ck fafsa
my life is a book so i need chapters
don’t chase no hoe like bro i got asthma
don’t love no hoe i only love bands
ran that sh-t up stuffed that sh-t in my pants
diamonds on my wrist i love when they dance
got yo b-tch saying wee like she in france
i’m like b-tch chill this sh-t done got real
used to be broke now i want a mill
i only drink lean when it got the seal
diss on the gang and yo -ss gone get k!lled, b-tch

[hook]

b-tch i tote a zappa not no motherf-cking yoppa
sliding down yo blocka with this motherf-cking choppa
if a n-gga diss on gang then we gone send em to the doctor
all these p-ssy n-ggas actors all they -ss deserve an oscar
zuessed up on these n-ggas now our juice they tryna jock it
we done took off fast we blowing up just like a rocket
walk inside the mall and if i want that sh-t i cop it
34 up next and n-ggas mad cause they can’t stop it