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coe wiki - new opp lyrics

[chorus + coe wiki]
new opps keep dissin’, but we never know them
they should’ve came, brody gon’ show ’em
40 don’t want ’em
we done ran into the opps and they thought it was over
like, for bro we be hauling and sh+t
64k we be duckin’ and sh+t
like he scaring the mary, still up in the sh+t
marky, why you ain’t run with yo b+tch?

[verse 1 + coe wiki]
no phone, when i spin n+ggas neutered
where the bro, the sh+t deeper than music
better not push up on me, i might lose it
bro had the pack, but i’d still choose it
showing his chi, but he nevеr use it
benji got hit, mckinley was too sick
notti got pokеd, dd ain’t boomin’
sdot pack, had everyone+

[verse 2 + 150 wiz]
he tryna box, he going with glo
like, they don’t link up cause they know
we probably slime them, we never sto+
aj and drifty went out on the road
thought yus crazy, why that n+gga froze
like, every time you get caught n+ggas crying
still free cal x, told me if i’m lying
n+ggas be chillin’, so i’m moving silent
we, serve with the blocks they ain’t notice
where we take chips, ain’t no we can’t post it
like, 156 where we posted
let a few couple shots like it’s explosives
like, naz got shot on his block
like he a do bad, that n+gga go get
get back for doowop, get back for your own sh+t
we tryna throw on the beat and start cooking
[verse 3 + coe wiki]
n+ggas runnin’ when they see the laser
saint’s really hopped in the v, he ain’t say nun’
on the valley, off the cater
she screaming bro with the opps, we gon’ flame her

[verse 4 + 150 wiz]
you tryna come to my block, and they name her
like yo man’s died, why you ain’t saved him?
she a goon, like now you in danger
he from the 2’s, now we gotta flame him

[verse 5 + wockhardt]
like, send the low, we bending for sure
when the dudes is here, let me know
don’t gotta, poke at like by the store
life get tough, we spin we get low
mdotty died, now we tappin’ that leg
my gun at the cam, he get tapped in his head
like, stick that fl!ck back when i paddle
free bro in the back, finna send shots at the bay+
i’m a woo lotti smoker, hold on bro we got us a loafer
popped at the gun, n+gga thought it was over
close face shot, id, john doe him
n+ggas bluffin’ but we really know ’em
we the one’s that be throwin’ the o
don’t go live on that block, i promise we show up
hollow up his face, look like a donut, like
[verse 6 + sha ek]
they think i’m only a rapper
watch her get home i’ma clapper
ack cause i’m really a factor
turn 18 and got rich right after
opp thot, let me hit from the back
once i hit it, i said it was wack
she keep on talkin’ on me in a tact
if they ask, i’ma say that it’s cap

[outro + sha ek]
gloski!
everything dead n+gga, mdotty n+gga
suck my d+ck
word to my mother n+gga
we outside n+gga
suck my d+ck n+gga, everything dead n+gga!
coe, out

- coe wiki lyrics

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