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next up? - ai central lyrics

[chorus: notti osama]
i’ma f*ck on your friend and move on to the next one
rah rah got hit in his neck
i got no dead mans, that got dead opps
talk some real sh*t, before you get head tapped
like oy what? you know dat thats us
you never made n0body run

gang, gang, gang
gang, gang

[verse 1: dd osama & notti osama]
[?] [?]
and you ain’t even do that hit
so why are you lying, and get off our d*ck
oy oy im the sh*ts
yg yg he say it back i’ma turn on my beam (grah)
he was just bunny hoppin on the scene
he got shot, with two’ red beams
and notti my brother, im takin that risk
he try to run up, then he gettin hit
hol’ on what?
i say he try to run up, then he gettin hit

[verse 2: notti osama & dd osama]
yo dd, its a opp right there
we up it and flock, we up it and flock
oh yeah, thats a opp right there
his body gon drop, his body gon drop
and ddot with me, lets spin through the back block
he started flockin’, and [?] a leg shot
dd keep shootin’ till he see a dead opp
caught him lackin’, and he caught him a face shot
b*tch, hol’on
i caught him lackin’, and he caught him a face shot
brrrroaw, boaw, boaw, boaw
bendin’ blocks and we smokin’ on rah rah
see a opp, tryna see [?] through
smokin’ [?]
bend through the sev’, tryna see kay flock who
catch a opp, im totin’ a smith &
[?] just started a mission
[verse 3: notti osama & dd osama]
yall better move, get out the way
yall know what i do, if yall say yk
when i [?] to the hood, i’m not comin’ to play

gang
gang, gang

catch a opp, 5 shots go right through his kidney
[?] the opps, i swear it get litty
totin’ on ⎼ got me feelin’ a lil busy
totin’ on ⎼ got me feelin’ a lil busy

b*tch, grah
grah
gang, gang

got my sister with me, she go get them lined
[?] his body, now [?]
[?] this sh*t got me laced
she look in my eyes, she swallow my s*m*n
lil thotty in the room, she tryna shake, she shakin’ the room

hol’on

if i turn on my beam, im shootin’ like pippen
[?] we get to cl!ckin’
spin through your block, wit’ like 2 or 3 chops
flock at the v, we gon’ how they drop
droppin’ the 4’s, i’m a 4 0 baby
do me a hit and spin off the scene
he try to run and i turn on my beam
if he throw up trendy we aim for his bean
ebk, doa, gbg, k
catch a flocka, ima let it spray
if i up on my knock, i’ma slide a barret
you can really get shot in your face (p*ssy)
[chorus: notti osama]
i’ma f*ck on your friend and move on to the next one
rah rah got hit in his neck
i got no dead mans, that got dead opps
talk some real sh*t, before you get head tapped
like oy what? you know dat thats us
you never made n0body run

gang, gang
gang

- ai central lyrics

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