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spinabenz & whoppa wit da choppa - we the opps lyrics

whop
f+ck the opps man i don’t know what you n+ggas talkin bout man
n+ggas just be rapping you hear me (jumpout gang)
livin this sh+t forreal man
big b sh+t (kuku gang)
spinz
f+ck the opps n+gga
shug nation
a+team sh+t (on gang)
aight, go

[whoppa wit da choppa]
n+ggas speaking on bink but let’s speak facts
i ain’t seen a n+gga out since bibby got smacked
he was talking about shug now his ass a pack
we still on the same block get your l!ck back
i was in the county, foolio came in
stay strapped, beat his ass, then he checked in
n+gga popped your momma how you ain’t spin?
i be all in your hood, b+tch you ain’t in
spinz put a pole on you, you an ashtray
quise roll up that dope, this that kta
we was all at your reunion, all in your face
trey d tried that sh+t, got his ass faced
felix ain’t smoking shug, boy that n+gga ain’t
ain’t got my gun, ima beat your ass, on nate
you a g, i just turned a n+gga to a jake
all that cl!cking up with opps, man thesе n+ggas g+y
we jumpout gang, kuku gang
lil bronem drilling sh+t
tell lil crack stay out thе block fore he keep getting hit
and foolio he know who shot him, and still ain’t do sh+t
n+gga tried to shoot me and hit a jit, boy you been a b+tch
free lil man till they send that sh+t back
f+ck the twins ima give they ass twin caskets
it ain’t sunday, but you gone see a pastor
fye the teek up, cause that bibs burn faster
i’m really in the streets b+tch, i ain’t just rapping
i don’t listen to the opps cause these n+ggas capping
russian 8, b+tch we ain’t ducking no action
russian 8, b+tch we ain’t ducking no action
[spinabenz:]
f+ck teki, f+ck rick, f+ck fefe
face shot touchdown, that’s a td
n+gga charles act gangsta, he ??? got a clip for his ass, make him see sh+t in 3d
bink gang, shug nation, thats big b’s
trey d got smoked, he was out east
d+rose robbed foolio, make him sit crisscrossed like the f+ck n+gga live in a tp
n+ggas sweet need milk, teechi
lil henry probably sit when he pee pee
lil cobe a b+tch and he p+ssy and he’ll probably go run when a f+ck n+gga see me
drop .223s in a f+ck n+gga whip, it was me and greenlight, lil leeke
caught tray boy lacking by the store, had a tag on his head trying to cash out the receipt
gang sh+t, they know that we sw+ng sh+t
i’m sw+nging the mop but i ain’t doing cleaning, i’m leaving the stains b+tch
nuski and bibs the same b+tch (they dead)
tryna be problem kids
mookie you know where to find me at
??????????? osama
better calm it man, you wanna die like osama did?
thinking you living like something you not now your chest full of iron like charles ass
put him to sleep like he popping xans
brains splatter cause he running in place and i’m standing in front of him popping him
look like i’m doing the mopping dance

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