Dead Opps Lyrics

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Nigga what you want from me

I pull up, I pull up really deep

Nigga want smoke with the gang

Choppa by my side and you know that shit bang

Rule number one never buy a bitch no rang

And watch who you call bro cause they quick to change

My mans with me said you look like stains

Fuck out my face if you ask for a thing

Stayed in my lane cause you all so lame

I'm that nigga now, Servin' hella pounds

Bussin' 100 rounds, Do not make a sound

Fucking goofy clown, Better move around

Before you hit the ground and you staying down

Don't know who did it now

Got big plans don't curve me

Riding in a coupe and I'm swerving

Bad bitch with me, make you nervous

Packs on Packs yes I'm serving

Nigga you a bitch why you hurting?

Hop out my way this ain't working, yeah

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Nigga what you want from me

I pull up, I pull up really deep

Nigga want smoke with the gang

Gang bang, Pistols sang

Wet your block we're gonna let it rain

Another opp want it, we're gonna give him pain

Been in the trap I've gone insane

Smoke another blunt just to keep me sane

Lookin' at your boyfriend what a fucking lame

Took his bitch I'm dead ass

Her nails through my dead locks

Smoking til my head stops

Niggas is on fed watch

Bad yellow bitch from bed-stuy

Dick choked the bitch like a head lock

I sit back and smoke my Dead Opps

(Yeah)

I sit back and smoke my Dead Opps

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Nigga what you want from me

I pull up, I pull up really deep

Nigga want smoke with the gang