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bg (sum) - opp niggas told lyrics

[intro]
free broski lf
free broski lv
free purple
free yg
free sick n-gg-

[verse 1]
my n-gg-s we rolling
four sticks we holding
2 whips all black and this life i chose it
my money growing, mama told me watch the fakes i know it
but this life i chose it
bad b-tch want to rock with the kid, gotta show it
my money flowing
got glocks, 30 clips, ?
better duck when we coming
quick quick when you running
we don’t aim for the legs
straight necks to the head
and when we pop off the lead
this for my bros and the tears that i shed
locked up no sleep got court instead
man this life’s a mess
far far ot t trips got us fly
give the sticks to the cros
don’t call me a opp, you don’t stick to the code
man you know that you told
if you beef with my bros then you’re beefing with me
i be giving out smoke and your girl call my phone but i ain’t rich yet
so it’s back to the road
but n-gg-s be snitching, the feds follow me skrt skrt back roads
we balling on the opps, like shaq in the paint
back him down in the post, back him down in the post
i be robbing, move sick get off then
cause my goons ain’t playing and my shooters ain’t for none
play sick get bun, play sick get bun

(free the southside n-gg-, free the whole f-cking southside n-gg-, free me n-gg-!)

[verse 2]
they tapping the lines, they tapping the lines to see where i go
gotta toss off my phone after i crush a couple of o’s
they rat on the gang tryna take bg outta his glo
my broski glo, he shoot up the place leave nothing but smoke
so don’t get roached, we smoke by the pound the loud i smoke
bad b-tch with the gang, line a couple of eats so now she can hang
they snitch on the gang, they taking the stand they raising their hand
my shooters pop up and circle the hood and slam back the van
it’s a scary sight when a n-gg- pops up
try to run from the gang wet your back up
free my bro’s in the hole, a lot of girls leave their man in the cold
and come back when he dripping with gold
abld you know how i roll, move sick get sparked
you never seen me till i came out the dark
big chains on the neck she a star
she love the life smoking gas out the jar
fast whips ot going far
ima ride for my bro’s that’s a must
i love my gang until they put me in the dust
first strap that i owned had rust
bad b-tch with the gang hold stuff
couple bricks, couple sticks in the trunk

- bg sum lyrics

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