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cito blick - doa cypher (omf) lyrics

how many times did i send?
n+gga, i never heard of you bendin’
talk on my dead, i’ma teach him a lesson
catch him in person, i bet he regret it
started this sh+t, so you know i’ma end it
y’all know i been on plenty missions
slide through the well and let 30 out the civic
big ass clip, no need to reload
i call up thunder, he get him he gone
please tell me when did y’all n+ggas perform
edot i thought you was ready for war, dumby now your brains all on the floor
notti i don’t give a f+ck ’bout your age, i lost 13 i was goin’ through pain
crippin’ like nazzy, this sh+t in my veins
let’s bend through the o, i wanna show the new range
i’m really one of the ones that go ku’
you could go ask the opps and ask ’em what i do
if i catch [?], smoke him like the lou
i ain’t with all the politickin’ in the booth
i hope you really on go
i catch that n+gga, on bro i’ma throw
n+ggas better have they pole
uppin’ my sh+t, n+gga i ain’t gon’ show

cl!ck for naz
cl!ck for jayripk
they ain’t know when we spinnin’ right back
p+ssy got shot for cappin’ on the app
oh he sweepers? watch how fast i attack
like, we tryna make him collapse
we don’t beef wit’ the 8, ’cause all them n+ggas rats
spin the hill, look for dd, catch him he a pack
like, notti he went out like matt
crazy, both of them n+ggas got stabbed
i can’t forget rah got left in the+
stupid lil’ n+gga got left in the cab
[?], so n+ggas got me mad
rushin’ and blitzin’ the o, get ’em packed
spin through the lam and i don’t need a mask
if he gunnin’ for rah, we gon’ get on his ass
who that? i’m just hopin’ its flash
if we spin and we miss, then we doublin’ back
sdot, he tryna be the new pack
got a glock wit’ a switch, i don’t think he want that
bend thru’ the 4’s and i’m wearin’ all black
if he drilly or jet that n+gga gettin clapped, like
if he drilly or jet that n+gga clapped
me and setty and thunder gon’ creep through they block
don’t lack, better stay wit’ a knock
move tact’ when i post on my block, ’cause word to my dead i can’t go out like gpop
spin with a sitchy, keep a knocker
who that? setty ’bout to flock him
i’m like “how many n+ggas got took of y’all roster?”
notti, dotty, cane, wasca
ask around, i’m a top five shotta
never got caught on a drill ’cause i always move proper
yus got sent to the doctor, chest shot, he shoulda died n+gga i would’ve dropped him
african demons what? african demons don’t got no hits, what the f+ck?
scottie2hottie look dumb
is that a b+tch or it’s a boy? i don’t know, what the f+ck?
he gon’ trip if that boy try to run, got shots for whoever
like what? lil’ n+gga you dumb
off a xan i be totin’ my gun
if n+ggas move funny, then thunder gon’ cl!ck ’til it’s done
like hold on wait, i don’t know where to start
they was just kids playin’ ball in the park
bend thru’ the 8 and i’m lettin’ it spark
catch nesty put the beam to his heart
like what?
grah
grah, grah, boom
what the f+ck?
n+gga mexi dead
n+gga lucci dead
n+gga rah rah dead
bend thru’ 64th, lookin’ for eagles
oh he the count? i’ma get him pd’d
b+tch i’m the makk that’ll shoot at a+
b+tch i’m the makk that’ll shoot at a bzzly
i’m tryna show ’em who really get+
i’m tryna show ’em who really get sleezy
yo tg, let’s spin
first one we catch, he gone with the wind
i’m on his block, tryna up on his friend
me and thunder gon’ do it again
and we peerin’ that sh+t, tryna up for the pack
that’s a oy? get him whacked
and i’m spinnin’ thru’ doug with this .9 on my lap
when i up, n+ggas better move back
thunder my cuzzy, goin’ back to back
and for setty n+gga i’ma blat

grah

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