scatz - free da yung og lyrics
[verse 1]
catch a n+gga takin’ the trash out and dump the mag out
or wait ’til that n+gga back out and make him lag out
i’ma do this sh+t so f+ckin’ fast, bro, watch me flash out
hit an opp with a .300 and watch him black out
[verse 2]
he was in the hospital for some days and then he tapped out
all the glocks used to be semi, but they fast now
caught this lil’ n+gga up in traffic, he a pack now
catch you in the paint with this r, i’ma back you down
shootin’ a switch while bro drivin’, look like we laggin’ out
me and bro ain’t in the whip, but we crashin’ out
caught a group of opps out lackin’, i done put one down
[verse 3]
we five deep in a town & country throwin’ 5s
free da yung og, i’ma keep sayin’ that sh+t every time
he keep thinkin’ with his d+ck, he ain’t gon’ have no mind
i ain’t gon’ lie, she is kinda thick, but she not fine
b+tch, you let the whole gang f+ck, you is not mine
he only got ninе thousand to his name, i just blew a dime
[verse 4]
boy, you wеnt and shot a crib up, you not slidin’
my n+gga caught an opp and fried his ass, popeyes
had her suckin’ d+ck for so long, this b+tch goin’ c+ckeyed
hit an opp b+tch, she leavin’ out the crib walkin’ lopside
we doin’ anything, we spinnin’ counterclockwise
we hoppin’ out and walkin’ n+ggas down, we don’t do drive+bys
[verse 5]
i ain’t gon’ lie, n+ggas gettin’ smoked if they ain’t from my side
thirty thousand in one pocket got me lopside
b+tch, you probably did hit a block, but it was not mine
turn a lil’ n+gga whip into a drop+top
i don’t go to parties, might catch a body up at pop rox
when you choppa slide, b+tch, you gotta cha+cha
your baby daddy broke as h+ll, he need to use the hotspot
if you ain’t never did sh+t to us, then you is not an opp
[verse 6]
caught a n+gga out in traffic, he had his gun, we went shot for shot
unc’ don’t like to smoke weed, he smoke crack rock
i’m hungry, i’ma still get it crackin’, i see an opp at black rock
shot him in his leg, he died ’cause his body shocked
put some pills in my water, then got mollywopped
[verse 7]
plain+jane rollie with the green face, this b+tch don’t tick
since i got the lil’ dreads, she been on my d+ck
we in a town & country with four k’s ridin’ through the fifth
bro got the head, i got the tail, we like boosie and bleek
heart cold, i’m finna go and spend five on a mink
he drop a 5, we gon’ pull up faster than that n+gga blink
[verse 8]
i see a n+gga throw a 4, then i’ma throw a fit
matter fact, i’m lyin’, i’ma get to shootin’ in this b+tch
this lil’ n+gga think he turnt ’cause he just dropped a ‘fit
i know that n+gga mad as h+ll bro ‘nem got his kit
we in a striker four deep and we ain’t got no tint
but you can’t tell it’s a striker ’cause the window fixed
we popped out in all black, they think we finna do a hit
this n+gga tryna tell war stories knowin’ he a b+tch
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