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co3 - give hope (remix) lyrics

[intro: co3]
free 1152
uh, yeah
all my n+ggas sixteen, most of my n+ggas sell dope (cheeze, everybody else sell dope, 3)
most my n+ggas just sing, none of my n+ggas sell dope (four+nick’ make sh+t float)
3 give n+ggas hope (free 1152), yeah, yeah (mahlo)

[chorus: co3]
all my n+ggas still raid (1152), everybody else sell dope (everybody sell dope)
on 3, i give n+ggas hope (i give hope), this four+nick’ make sh+t float (make sh+t, make sh+t float)
in the spot fifty ‘bows on the floor, all that sh+t gotta go (everything gotta go)
one ja morant for the half (twelve), kobe bryant for the whole (twenty+four for the whole ‘bow)

[verse 1: co3]
twenty+four hundred the ‘bow (off the ‘bow)
it ain’t 4k, i ain’t doin’ a show (i ain’t doin’ a show)
pop yerks back+to+back, no snow (no snow)
we goin’ fed, we get searched to the door (we ain’t gettin’ searched)
trailin’ this scat, come ten in a row (ten in a row)
[?] free junior and jo (free 1152)
don’t ask what i’m sippin’, i crack what i pour
cuh lit off eighty, six chops hit low (ayy, six hit low)
balenci’ js, purple and bape
try to double+box, he got shot in the face (frrt)
she a sh+t+eater, get her out my face (fool)
no more knockin’ low ’cause hoes, i got taste (got taste)
slime sh+t like nudy, my pockets on bape
wanna be funny, tryna slide through tate (goin’ too far)
murda tate gang, everybody gone
they ain’t get no score, they just shoot up homes (yeah)
[chorus: co3]
all my n+ggas still raid (1152), everybody else sell dope (everybody sell dope)
on 3, i give n+ggas hope (i give hope), this four+nick’ make sh+t float (make sh+t, make sh+t float)
in the spot fifty ‘bows on the floor, all that sh+t gotta go (everything gotta go)
one ja morant for the half (twelve), kobe bryant for the whole (twenty+four for the whole ‘bow)

[verse 2: co3]
yeah, my young n+gga sixteen dreadhead, know he gon’ keep him a rose (don’t play with that, bruh)
yeah, swear we buck you for your pole, .56’ll hit you, get hot like the stove
off the play [?] stolen
shootin’ dice on the block, south vegas be rollin’
we got no glory, don’t touch it, it’s stolen (no glory sh+t)
back seat work while my driver controlin’
on [?] my young n+gga, we whack sh+t, no trollin’
can stack all they money, we got all the motion (stack that up)
hawk down gang, we was chasin’ they focus
headtap gang how we leavin’ sh+t open (leavin’ sh+t open)
1152 ain’t no rookie, we takin’ airtags and the trackers out the stolens (sh+t weak)
can’t smoke up with no ho, postin’ these b+tches (uh), b+tches like give ’em promotion
thick+ass drank like i’m pourin’ up lotion (pourin’ up)
[?] and we pourin’ up yoshi (pourin’ up yoshi)
fake n+gga be pullin’, them choppers be pullin’
on [?] when you gon’ catch me loafin’
what the f+ck is a ticket? i’ll never pull over (i’ll never)
livin’ all night tinted up in the bucket (tinted up)
three switches, three chops, gon’ hate, sh+t get ugly (gon’ feel sh+t)
this b+tch get real, we shootin’ and smokin’ cousin (ayy, f+ck him)
[chorus: co3]
all my n+ggas still raid (1152), everybody else sell dope (everybody sell dope)
on 3, i give n+ggas hope (i give hope), this four+nick’ make sh+t float (make sh+t, make sh+t float)
in the spot fifty ‘bows on the floor, all that sh+t gotta go (everything gotta go)
one ja morant for the half (twelve), kobe bryant for the whole (twenty+four)

[verse 3: nle choppa]
uh, buck his glock, he ain’t have no switch, so i passed it to grape
yeah, ain’t no rest in peace, n+gga, we’ll come shoot up the wake (that’s on god)
yeah, [?] jokes be cool, but i hit lil’ buddy with the drac’ (few n+ggas)
yeah, never snitchin’, never went for sh+t, so tell me how i’m fake (new n+ggas, new n+ggas)
uh, yeah, middle school days, we would make a n+gga run and give up the gun (give that sh+t to me)
i’ll do it off the love right now, n+gga, just make my bond (let me out)
yeah, show me goin’ out like a ho, then i’ll change my gender (change my s+x)
’til then, i’ma keep this d+ck in the glock, my n+gga (go crazy)
bbl chopper, i’ll make sh+t shake
‘nother opp died, it’s a good+ass day
roll him up ‘fore he make it to the pearly gates
get him k!lled in the east, then post on tate (post on tate)
get back who? we make n+ggas won’t get back (on god)
pr+nounced dead, he wasn’t livin’ like that (no)
who you? trailing this scat, we’ll hit the whole car ’til your ass see black (your ass see black, n+gga)
get out my lane, better use your head ‘fore we take your brain (get that)
a n+gga fiendin’ for a murder so he could get a johnny dang chain (johnny dang)
into it with my cousin, know that he blood, but we don’t bang the same gang (on god)
would’ve thought i was naked, i’m posted on the opp block with my nuts hangin’ (no)
[chorus: co3]
all my n+ggas still raid (1152), everybody else sell dope (everybody sell dope)
on 3, i give n+ggas hope (i give hope), this four+nick’ make sh+t float (make sh+t, make sh+t float)
in the spot fifty ‘bows on the floor, all that sh+t gotta go (everything gotta go)
one ja morant for the half (twelve), kobe bryant for the whole (twenty+four for the whole ‘bow)
all my n+ggas still raid, everybody else sell dope
on 3, i give n+ggas hope, this four+nick’ make sh+t float
in the spot fifty ‘bows on the floor, all that sh+t gotta go
one ja morant for the half, kobe bryant for the whole

- co3 lyrics

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