coe - 150 entertainment lyrics
[intro: b*lovee]
grrah
grrah
grrah
c.o.e
[chorus: b*lovee x 150 ebk]
bro get on hots with the deuce in his sock
he gon’ shoot at the opps if he see one
like, why they keep dissin’ my block?
like they wanna be opps
we gon’ spin through they block tryna leave one
i heard n*ggas sayin’ i’m hidin’ like what i could never
whenever, wherever, i’m totin’ this b*tch in my sweater
and you know imma blow, chase ‘em down, get low
leave a opp on the floor, [?]
chase ‘em down this sh*t ain’t no joke
hollows hit him, they rip through his coat
smokin’ rah, that lil n*gga float
don’t want to f*ck, just give me the throat
throw up the l, you know we on go
spin through my block, get turned to a ghost
opp thot, you know that she tote
feds on my block, still totin’ on poles
[verse two: coe wiki]
c.o.e till the day that i go
we got knockers on knockers spinnin’ through the
hit his face, never aim low
they tried build up a case, we gotta keep it low
hear a glock [?]
throwin’ shot after shot at his chest if he front
it get tac’ in my hood, better walk with your gun
let them come to my pz, they get sweeped [?]
[verse three: b*lovee]
[?] bro in the cut with it on him
if he talkin’ 50 he on him
he upped and he scorin’
bad lil b*tch, she got a nice ass and some tits
and i’m tryna f*ck till the morning
i don’t gotta say it, [?] tryna spray it
[?] play with the gang we erase ‘em
chase ‘em, face ‘em
now that boy everyone favourite
hollows [?] hot, we gon’ take ‘em
[verse four: coe wiki]
dummy, he try bluff get a hot one
watch how i pop out the cut tryna drop ‘em
oh sh*t, i think i got one
brodie keep cl!ckin’ til he see the cops come
who that? watch that whip
bro on his ass tryna up off the hip
[?] if the boys try to blitz
we got two twin glocks tryna [?] if you trip
[verse five: b*lovee]
shout out my opps if they ever get near me
scary, [?]
just tell ‘em cautious when they spinnin’ through
cos that .40 be comin’ in handy
once again he got shot, he just need to stop
and stop cappin’ in raps, n*ggas know you’re not scary
[?] my double [?], it got me feelin’ wavy
you know i get crazy, so don’t try to play me like
[chorus: b*lovee x 150 ebk]
bro get on hots with the deuce in his sock
he gon’ shoot at the opps if he see one
like why they keep dissin’ my block?
like they wanna be opps
we gon’ spin through they block tryna leave one
i heard n*ggas sayin’ i’m hidin’ like what i could never
whenever, wherever, i’m totin’ this b*tch in my sweater
and you know imma blow, chase ‘em down, get low
leave a opp on the floor, [?]
chase ‘em down this sh*t ain’t a joke
hollows hit him, they rip through his coat
smokin’ rah, that lil n*gga float
don’t want to f*ck, just give me the throat
throw up the l, you know we on go
spin through my block, get turned to a ghost
opp thot, you know that she tote
feds on my block, still totin’ on poles
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