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thf billa – 46 dead opps lyrics

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ymk, f#ck drilla, r#t#rded goofy lookin ass n#gga

and montana you look like uncle ice or somethin man, you n#ggas need to stay up them muf#ckin drugs man, for real

smokin this k.i., this sh#t got me stuck

i been mubuk, b#tch this krump in my cup

f#ck mob, they left bay bay all stuck

and f#ck 051, big a died at the pump

jamo got hit, he a b#tch

jamonie got hit, took a sh#t and a p#ss

y’all might wanna stop callin kenny moe simba

he didn’t wanna listen, got hit with the stick

that’s how it goes when you f#ck the the 6

you seen our boy then we jump in the whip

won’t say my name cuz these n#ggas is b#tch

they say they miss tooka, well give him a kiss

taking me lightly but b#tch i’m a threat

kenny from ym got hit in the neck

came out the crib and the tires was flat

i thought that b#tch n#gga was finna check

f#ck a loose screw, i got this black and decker

you a big bruford and no this is not checkers

only the gang i do not f#ck with extras

pac man is dead man, who wanna play tetris?

bop you a b#tch and i know this is fact

so when you in aldi’s, get baked to a snack

you gonna drop everything you done bought

soon as i get to unloading this mac

and drilla get a check, ain’t no way

he don’t get money, bobby bushey

montana need to lay off them pills

that n#gga lookin worse and worse every day

smokin’ brick bout to go to the brick

the way my shirt poke, you know its a stick

28 shots i call it a zip

dissin chino you get found in a ditch

runnin a check up, i’m f#ckin it off

glock with me n#gga i am young dolph

they don’t run up cuz they know what it cost

head, leg, arm i knock it off

louie b#tch made and so was krump

two for one, man they both will get slumped

catch obama tell him get in the trunk

thf, we ain’t givin a f#ck

f#ck dro b#tch, in bob#o i trust

f#ck jaro, they ain’t rockin wit us

i’m mobk, them boys not on nothin’

somebody tell them don’t get caught at the bus

big 50, this sh#t give you the power

i can’t f#ck if she dont get in the shower

super tough n#ggas really be coward

if they ask, b#tch the city is ours

disrespectul cuz that sh#t in my blood

mans hit up i don’t give him a hug

hit the dip then go and get him a gun

revenge is fun when you get it in blood

n#ggas big teefin like they a horse

curt mac got it right on the porch

sh#t is natural it ain’t gotta be forced

f#ck a lane i’ma stay on my course

last thing boom heard was boom!

now his brains all over the room

goofy n#ggas wanna play with the tool

not a hitta, n#gga, just go to school

bankroll not a roll cause he flat!

shawt mac caught a few to the back!

terry barry got a few to the hat!

poppie got at the store wit the snacks!

smokin opp pack b#tch we can match

ain’t no secret, b#tch we do it for black

dissin’ bob#o that’s the sh#t get you wacked

yall the reason ville turned to a pack

don’t be lackin get ya face on ya lap

don’t be walkin, you could get it like fatz

gucci body, he gon get beat it like mack

free gotti, he was gettin to a sack

free twilla, no 51

i dare a n#gga try to try sum

the people say the good die young

f#ck being good, i’ma fry sum

jail will show a n#gga who a b#tch

i know he scared cause he too tense(?)

in the streets he was shootin sh#t

but behind them walls he won’t do sh#t

these n#ggas like net woofin’, if you sunnyside get your breath tooken

if you suwu then you fufu

won’t whip work, my chef cookin

backwoods of that w#nk pack

we sippin’ streetz, where the drank at?

have a pint of red, that’s cornbread

kee took zeek and they hate that!

6 n#ggas in a tahoe

let’s stuff a cone wit some jaro

they put stunna ass on ice b#tch

rrest in peace king marvo

sitchy got it in the worst way

if it’s a race i’m in first place

a lot of shooters and they thirstay

they be smokin sh#t on they birthday

getback gang, thats for t. roy

ymk, f#ck priboy

b#tch i’m billa and i’m next to blow

ho i got the globe, bruce leroy

nez good at duckin’ tacos

i don’t avoid sh#t but big potholes

been on the 6 since a snotnose

we be ridin deep like some vatos

you can get it, this free smoke

krump wanna be like say cheese

i’ma keep steppin on they neck and won’t stop til they say please

i’m a gangsta i don’t hate g’s

i thank god that he made these

my only opps got end place

these other n#ggas is a late breeze

i don’t stop, f#ck i wait, freeze

i ain’t givin up, chase me

b#tch i’m goin’ out like quono did

that’s why 29th used to hate me

- thf billa lyrics

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