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black ops - 438snappy lyrics

whole lotta gang sh*t you know how we coming uno how we yeaaa yeaa f*ck you talking bout black ops yea whole lotta mob sh*t

say you a k!lla press the red b*tton hunnit some hittas start shotting for nun they throwing up 3s n my n*gga a z i tell him to slide n he riding for nun they spinning yo sh*t till gang got dizzy beating his ass n the n*gga start p*ssing all of that cappin y’all n*ggas be b*tches diss on the gram get caught in the trenches feeling like melly my n*gga a menace knock off his dreads send his ass to the wick lady stop poppin percs you looking like lil baby can’t f*ck wit n*ggas these n*ggas be pump faking codeine and sprite i think i’m a chemist don’t @ then dеlete you still in my mentions hе diss on the gram but really ain’t on nun told the police when he seen i was clutching my n*gga bruce lee he really get down pull out that fye he make a n*gga sit down put it in park just like a sea saw it’s getting hot give me some freon ran from my n*ggas that n*gga a peon pose wit ak give it a backsp*ce catfish a n*gga n sack em off back page 50 dollar piece might get me a hitman i pray to god but rell band the 6 man huddle up gang just did a blitz man i’m in the kitchen not talking about hdot my n*gga be whippin be he keep the drakes out he let that sh*t sang like he working for sp*ce ghost he say that he hood but i think he the jakes bro you can end up missing get found in the lake bro spinning n spinning go straight to the dentist all of that boxing better go to the gym this not gas that sh*t got stems beat yo ass in all white tim’s all my shooters are my kin

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all of my shooters they are my kin they are my cousins my uncles my aunties my friends on the block double back in a benz i got two glocks on my side n them b*tches is twins (on god) twin glocks call em ricky and morty strap up in this b*tch imma shoot robert horrey i switched up my lingo i feel like e40 i hopped on the live all the b*tches adore me i hopped off the porch while you hopped in the lobby you play call of duty while we catching bodies the five fifty sixty creating a homi i don’t got no pipe lil bro got it beside me i don’t got no pipe lil bro hopped on the hole with this b*tch a beretta a 9 n it fold in this b*tch they know i’m the one so i just brought a o in this b*tch when i roll wit the cl!ck n*ggas know what it is n that boy the type that’s gonna fold on a l!ck he already did so i know what it is i pop out the cut up the foe wit the stick how u grown then a b*tch but you roll wit the kids

- 438snappy lyrics

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