Opps Got It Bad Lyrics

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Slatt Baby

Yea aye

Street nigga I'm thuggin

I'm hanging with my slimes

Got Aks and glocks

45s and nines

Opps thinkin they ready but they don't want no smoke

If its up then its stuck

Bitch imma let blow

I shot em

Let him bleed out on the ground

After all that

Spin they block for one more around

Yea in the field I'm Barry Bonds with these hits

Like a cold I wipe a nose but I'm not sick

The opps got it

They got it they got it bad

Look what my slatts did

We pulled up bussin out the window

They Got It they Got it Bad

Yea he not a real gangster everything he say we know its all cap

They got it bad cause they stuck in the house

They don't wanna come outside cause all they do is die

You got it bad you cant hang on you block

Everytime they come outside we keep scoring

Yea they got it bad

Born a hustler fasho

I been peddling snow

Everday a young nigga trapping

I gotta get this bank roll

I got money foreign bitches

I'm driving foreign cars yea

Percocet and roxies

Owe I got it all you can call on me

I want you to know

You gon fail if you try and test me

All my slimes really know what's going on

Gotta keep me a gun the size of fucking king kong like

Yea yea yea yea

We all ready we gone ride tonight

I said yea yea yea yea

Forever yea you know its slime

Hey yea

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Yea yea yea

Hmmm

Oh the opps got it bad yea

Got it bad yea

They got it they got it bad yea

Nah nah nah nah