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oy quan - throw up the five lyrics

[intro: oy quan]
i get to dumpin’, b+tch, you better duck
oh sh+t, two chops, better knuckle up
drop my o, you get put in a truck
and i’m lookin’ for kay+kay, you know i’ma throw
and i’m lookin’ for kay+kay, you know i’ma shoot
drop my o, you get put on the news
opp thot, and she give me the drop
stupid, dae+dae got knocked out his socks
ayo, [?], just pass me the chop’
we catch a gz, yeah, he gettin’ flocked
smokin’ on lotti and dummy, oh sh+t, like
suck my d+ck
spinnin’ a n+gga and i’m uppin’ the chop’
grrah+grrah, boom, i’m spinnin’ a n+gga and i’m uppin’ this chop’
you throw up the five then you getting hit
tmac, you a little b+tch
if i see [?], i’ma cl!ck on the b+tch
y’all n+ggas chattin’, y’all ain’t never do sh+t
(y’all n+ggas chattin’, y’all ain’t never do sh+t)
(division)
(war’s too nasty)

[chorus: oy quan]
you throw up the five then you gettin’ hit, like (like)
suck my d+ck (grrah)
you throw up thе five then you gettin’ hit (likе, what?)
suck my d+ck
i can’t f+ck with that b+tch, she be oppy (like, what?)
like, tryna line me
i got my gun, right beside me
mix with the runtz, on the lotti (grrah, grrah)
i’m rollin’ them deadies and head taps (uh+huh)
f+ck that, yeah, i need that, uh
jb got stripped, that’s a new pack (uh, huh)
dougie got hit tryna run fast
keem got a .40 shakin’ up the room (uh, huh)
i spot an opp, beat him with an broom (grrah)
dae+dae took flight, knock him out his shoe
if i see tmac, you know i’ma boom
[verse 2: sugarhill keem]
thunder bklu, you was my lil’ bro
when i see you, n+gga, i’ma throw
how the f+ck you droppin’ my o?
lil’ n+gga, you is lil’ bro (grrah+grrah)
now i’ma talk on the facts, p+ssy lil’ n+gga, you gettin’ me mad, look
now i’m talkin’ facts, i’ma keep on spinnin’ ’til it seems i might crash, look (grrah+grrah+grrah)
and edot my brother, he [?]
he my brother, we [?]
so you know i’ma keep on cl!ckin’
f+ck all the opps, them n+ggas be b+tches, look
lil’ n+gga, come spin, f+ck that
and you know we got grips, grrah (grrah+grrah, boom)
and you know we got grips, so what, so what, so what?
and i really be cl!ckin’, look
and my fingers be itchin’
gutta in the cut and you know we not playin’ (stupid)
f+ck all the opps, stop playing (grrah+grrah)
don’t run, don’t slip
don’t trip, and this sh+t got a kick
[?] and your b+tch do d+cks (d+mn)
f+ck fiveten, b+tch, we throw 30s (uh+huh)
f+ck your b+tch, now she wanna get purgy
f+ck fiveten, b+tch, we throw 30s
f+ck your b+tch, now she wanna get purgy
f+ck fiveten, b+tch, we throw 30s
f+ck your b+tch, now she wanna get purgy (uh+huh)
grrah+grrah, boom, stupid
o block, o block (o+what?)
[verse 2: sugarhill keem]
knockers on knockers when you on the lane
and knockers on knockers, so come with your friend (grrah, grrah)
ayo, bri, your p+ssy not it (look)
matter fact, wassup wit’ you, b+tch? (look)
you f+ck wit’ the 4’s, i’m droppin’ that sh+t (look, grrah, grrah)
mally gz, that n+gga a fan (look)
he just wanna do my lil’ dance (grrah)

[chorus: oy quan]
you throw up the five then you gettin’ hit, like (like)
suck my d+ck (grrah)
you throw up the five then you gettin’ hit (like, what?)
suck my d+ck
i can’t f+ck with that b+tch, she be oppy (like, what?)
like, tryna line me
i got my gun, right beside me
mix with the runtz, on the lotti (grrah, grrah)
i’m rollin’ them deadies and head taps (uh+huh)
f+ck that, yeah, i need that, uh
jb got stripped, that’s a new pack (uh, huh)
dougie got hit tryna run fast
keem got a .40 shakin’ up the room (uh, huh)
i spot an opp, beat him with an broom (grrah)
dae+dae took flight, knock him out his shoe
if i see tmac, you know i’ma boom

- oy quan lyrics

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