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bo foreign - triple threat lyrics

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[chorus: bo foreign]
all the opp n+ggas talk on the net
hollow rounds in the clip, bullets rip through his chest
put the beam on the side of his neck
cause, it’s everything dead, we don’t give no respects
n+gga dumb, he just diss for the hype
he gon’ run out his puff when he hear it’s on sight
call him rick from the shot to his back
me and iffy on court, tryna see who gon’ lack

[verse 1: bo foreign]
and these n+ggas don’t know what we do
b+tch, we spinnin’ wit’ 800 crew
that b+tch a baddie, she jackin’ the woo
nickway k, give a f+ck bout’ them dudes
i’m on timing, let’s catch us a blixky
matter of fact, i be lookin’ for diddy
ds on our ass and they lookin’ for sitchy’s
call me kay flock, put the knocks in her titty

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