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im a opp (remix) - bo deal lyrics

[hook: bo deal]
if i f-ck wit’ keef, i can’t f-ck wit’ rico
i f-ck wit’ herb, i can’t f-ck wit’ durk
f-ck wit samson can’t f-ck wit’ reese
can’t f-ck wit’ louie my city hurt
if i f-ck wit’ fredo, can’t f-ck wit’ duck
f-ck wit’ e, i can’t f-ck wit’ chuck
if i f-ck with bump i can’t f-ck wit’ cam’
safe to say that my city f-cked
fake n-ggas say that i’m oppin’, stop it
f-ck it then i’m oppin’, pop me
i ain’t boppin’ i’m oppin’, stop me
i’m supportin’ my city
pop ya’ p-ssies say that i’m oppin’
when i’m oppin’ and they can’t stop me
i’m a opp n-gga quit woofin’ at me, when you see me then pop me

[verse 1: bo deal]
if you think that i’m a opp, when you see me then pop me
i’m still posted on the block, still ain’t no n-gga done shot me
still ain’t no n-gga done robbed me
i’m mafioso like gotti
if a n-gga hatin’ cuz i’m showin love tell ’em run on up and get bodied
i f-ck wit’ n-ggas that f-ck wit’ me i’m on a real n-gga campaign
if you representin’ and my city eatin’ then i don’t give a f-ck what you claim
alot of good n-ggas die young, a new homicide each day
i’m a og so i speak my mind salute nicky, sly, free bump j

[verse 2: waka flocka flame]
f-ck wit’ choppas i don’t f-ck wit’ pistols
when my shootas’ shoot they won’t f-ckin’ miss you
need mines on top in the f-ckin’ gristle
since you f-cked wit’ me i don’t f-ck wit’ you
i don’t swap verses ain’t sh-t free
call me a opp? sh-t you a cop
i’m a public enemy like dj lloyd and chuck d, they know it’s me
pow pow powpow pow powpow pow! now ya’ trap is hot
got a lambo, got a phantom ghost, got a ‘rari, my car a opp
been shot once i ain’t sh-ll shocked
you the same p-ssy in that cell block
you a cellphone in a green dot
put the bloods on you make ya’ skin pop

[hook: bo deal]
if i f-ck wit’ keef, i can’t f-ck wit’ rico
i f-ck wit’ herb, i can’t f-ck wit’ durk
f-ck wit samson can’t f-ck wit’ reese, can’t f-ck wit’ louie my city hurt
if i f-ck wit’ fredo, can’t f-ck wit’ duck
f-ck wit’ e, i can’t f-ck wit’ chuck
if i f-ck with bump i can’t f-ck wit’ cam’
safe to say that my city f-cked
fake n-ggas say that i’m oppin’, stop it
f-ck it then i’m oppin’, pop me
i ain’t boppin’ i’m oppin’, stop me
i’m supportin’ my city
pop ya’ p-ssies say that i’m oppin’
when i’m oppin’ and they can’t stop me
i’m a opp n-gga quit woofin’ at me, when you see me then pop me

[verse 3: king samson]
squad
i don’t give a f-ck n-gga we the opps
couple shootas’ wit’ me make ’em keep a glock
police pull us over we don’t even stop
see us in the streets and they don’t even pop
they never come outside how could that be his block?
and when they do a show there be 300 cops
and when i do a show they say “here come the opps”
i’m super decent b-tch i bought a crate of glocks

[verse 4: k!lla kellz]
real recognize real
b-tch n-ggas i ain’t toleratin’
these twenty-twelve -ss gangstas
these n-ggas fake, they imitation
n-ggas say that i’m a opp? when you see me better start sprayin’
‘cuz if i catch me a opp, that’ll be his final destination
i merch that on the “i” n-gga, pole stay on my side n-gga
b-ttf-ck b-tches and n-ggas, you could call that a quiet n-gga
n-ggas sayin’ that i flip-flopped, stop wit’ all that lyin’ n-gga
n-ggas claimin’ they in these streets, stop wit’ all that hidin’ n-gga

[verse 5: i.l will]
i’m k.t.g. i’m m.i.c, i’m loyal to my crew
these n-ggas fake like they double g’s, yo’ whole squad fufu
i’m stain gang, i’m a komak boy so shout-out too my dudes
all my n-ggas g-ngb-ng but we show respect when its due
i f-ck wit’ rico recklezz, f-ck wit’ yaya white
f-ck wit’ poker face that’s true
mix this street sh-t with this rap sh-t and have you end up on the news
real n-ggas do real things if you a real n-gga do you
and if showin’ love make me a opp n-gga when you see me then shoot

[verse 6: co-still]
right when the city got really hot
shorties dancing they diddy-bop
dread heads wit’ steady shots
got rap beef like biggie-pac
ha, listen i’m tellin’ you street credibility’s really impeccable
you say i’m a opp? holdin’ my crotch middle finger to cops and the federals
this sh-t is incredible, n-ggas is rattin’ some sh-t i would never do
i guess you a opp too ‘cuz you playin’ both sides like you were bis-xual
these rabbits is fake, get bent outta shape witcho’ inner tube meanin’ in flexible
thats’ you and yo’ beef boy, you focus on that while i focus on revenue

[verse 7: leoski d]
i ain’t cuffin’ that potent, but real talk i’m a boss
it was king david and larry hoover when everything kicked off
black gangster disciples, but you don’t know yo’ l!ck
you screamin’ out you a hitta’, that’s a lil’ girl that got hit
ya’ll tunin’ down them projects, locked up them real n-ggas
the outcome is chiraq, sh-t juss’ got real n-gga
shout-out my n-gga (?) been 10 years folk’s been gone
im throwin’ tre’s ’till i’m dead and gone, to (?) and big (?)

- bo deal lyrics

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