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lil mister - fuck big opps america (diss) lyrics

[intro]
gang!
squad
let’s get it
[?]
f+ck big opps b+tch
fat ass goofy
fat stanking ass
big opps b+tch
wop
clown ass n+gga dog filter using b+tch

[verse]
no facebook sh+t you can get poked (gang)
all these n+ggas saying sh+t that they don’t know (nah)
like [sugar?] in the tank i’ma blow out
ride through your block [?] with the roll out (skrrt)
you a blood you a crip you a hoe now
stand up f+ck boy get blowed down (f+ck boy)
when i come through new york i’ma rock it (new york)
try to come to my city you get knocked out
and out think it’s a game, [?] bullet buck buck go bang (bang)
eyes up i’m insane, i don’t really care what the next n+gga claim (name)
when i shoot i got aim, [?] look like cocaine
swerve through your block [?]
[?] call me liu kang
and i’m straight from the gutter (gang)
you know i go hard for my brothers (let’s get it)
[?] you talking that sh+t you come to my city a n+gga gon’ touch him (let’s get in)
you a fat ass big no name (goofy)
wanna be like durk boy you so lame
please stop d+ck riding, boy, and stay in your own lane
p+ssy so bout it bout it (let’s get it)
boy you know you a b+tch (huh?)
i be so rowdy rowdy (huh?)
i pull up on you with the sticks (let’s get it)
i got a [?] on my hip
[?] knicks
smack him with the grip
pistol whip i’ma tell him meet the clip
i be off the sh+ts (wop)
ride around i’ma pull up on the strip (skrt)
tell ’em n+gga strip (skrt)
all that for a rapper talking sh+t
fake [?]
them n+ggas switching they just fake as they get (goofy)
tough on the net
when you see me bullets going through your chest
them n+ggas keep hating on guwop (wop)
[?] i’m too hot
fatboy got shot by tupac
pull up i might drop my rooftop
you hate cuz i’m what you not
my gun make beats no boombox
drop you [?] no boondocks (gang)
i get so high off moonrocks
[outro]
ayy
you know how the f+ck i’m coming man
wop
ay ay look look look
i’m not even going [?] off this beat man
f+ck you, f+ck this beat, f+ck yo mama, f+ck yo grandma, f+ck yo whole family, f+ck yo whole everybody up on yo block
you already know how the f+ck we coming big [?] long live baybay man
ay smoke, ay smoke, don’t one of them big fatass n+ggas got diabetes or something man they better sit the f+ck down and stop playing with wop b+tch

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