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jay flocka on the radar - on the radar lyrics

[intro]
big doa oyk you n*gga’s not smoking blay!
gang, gang, gang (notti, mind your business before we clash)
big doa, gang, gang (gang)
drillyk, doa, gang
(i*i*i*i*i love mdotty)

[chorus]
oy qdotty on the internet talkin’ fast
catch him in person, he more than fast (he runnin’)
notti, mind your business before we clash (mind yours)
next time qdotty say flocka’s k, we on his ass
(we gon’ beat him) but he said it again, take a trip to the o’s, now it’s time to bend (oyk)
like, get this dumb n*gga qdotty he losin’ friends
how he worried about us? go get back for your mans (go get back)
so awuu jackin’ doak ’cause he linked with the opps? (huh?)
yeah, they told y’all we soft, but did y’all get the drop?
ygz mans died and they still ain’t spin blocks? (spin blocks, spin blocks, spin blocks)
they been losin’ n*ggas since shoot or get shot

[verse 1]
now it’s time to put mjay to the osama to the test (like)
like, dj got stomped in his ‘jects (bang)
and kj got shot in his neck (boomed ’em)
chapo lucky he ain’t get hit in his chest (chest)
trey osama didn’t make it, but it should’ve been his head (his head)
got my bloods to my right and my sev’s to the left (yeah)
i ain’t disrespectin’ but just need to mention, ygz not the reason for kay osama’s death (on bro)
look how far we done come, man, this sh*t a blessing
but the haters gon’ hate so we keep a weapon (got mine)
jay flocka got a .9, but today’s the wesson
if i up, then it’s up, you gon’ die in seconds (done)
just copped new chop and it need some testin’
so when you get in this sh*t, ain’t no second guessin’ (it ain’t)
put my deads in a song, you gon’ learn a lesson
you gon’ be wit’ yo’ deads, makin’ songs in heaven (facts)
make that boy disappear like it’s magic
doa’s on court, we scorin’ the basket (scoring)
lil kay osama got put in a casket, went to a store and that n*gga got blasted (stupid)
and trey osama did bad, fordham road, ej kept runnin’ ’til he got home
n*ggas had jay in amanda crib? (huh!)
tj got boomed for a f*ckin’ b*tch (he stupid)
yeah ain’t beefin’ wit’ jj, that boy a snitch (gang)
oy dotti got hit in his leg and sh*t
yeah, we had lil honcho gunz on his block (he was there)
spinned ten minutes later, so we can kidnapped
then leave his body to rot
seen rdot are block on block, he did the race (he ran)
had gang on his ass, he picked up the pace (ran)
called big doa, almost took off his f*ckin’ face
dayvon just* (ran away!)
[chorus]
oy qdotty on the internet talkin’ fast
catch him in person, he more than fast (he runnin’)
notti, mind your business before we clash (mind yours)
next time qdotty say drilly, we on his ass (we gon’ beat him)
but he said it again, take a trip to the o’s, now it’s time to bend (oyk)
like, get this dumb n*gga qdotty he losin’ friends
how he worried about us? go get back for your mans (go get back)
so awuu jackin’ doak ’cause he linked with the opps? (huh?)
yeah, they told y’all we soft, but did y’all get the drop?
the ygz mans died and they still ain’t spin blocks? (spin blocks, spin blocks, spin blocks)
they been losin’ n*ggas since shoot or get shot (all o’s shot)

[verse 2]
oy dotti got beat in his f*ckin’ head (on bro)
i’on know how he livin’ when he should be dead
’bout to spin on the courts’ when we hitting webb
move tact ‘on they block and we made a mess (go back to the top)
robbed a bank on the rey, we spinned that the best (on bro)
and briscoe got yellow tape to his death
heard gwapo got beat when we spinned the west (we beat him)
and merkiegot beat out his f*cking flesh (on gang)
jj osama got shot in his f*ckin’ head (stupid)
can’t forget about dj no, he got left
my n*ggas had rdot on the run
shoot or get shot but we got all the guns (like, what?)
n*gga, boomer should’ve boomed it
now it’s boomer in this blunt (boomer)
can’t cap ’cause we got it on video
flip an o and i bet my whole city know
don’t talk about gang, you know jj froze (gang)
who the f*ck is qdotty? n0body know (n0body know)
and when rdot got beat, he was scared as sh*t (gang)
ain’t get back, rdot soft, now we hearin’ it (uh*huh)
had ’em shaken when i spinned though marion
‘nother n*gga got trapped in amanda crib (on gang)
spin the s and we did what we ‘posed to (facts)
boy, honcho gunz got shot in his vocals (he dead)
i ain’t swinging deadys
just up’d and i bust, aim above the belly (on gang)
don’t go out like dj ’cause this sh*t get deadly
better look both ways ‘fore you leave the deli (jamie)
like, like, and we smokin’ benji
spin through dre side and it’s getting heavy (gang)
smoke kj on they block while we in the telly (while we in the telly)
and i don’t rob bikes, i can’t go out, like, like, like (like, like, like, oh my god)
every beef we done had, we done won (on bro)
and it’s still free kay
talk on my gang now we on the hunt
catch an opp and he’s done (dead)
let’s talk about mjay, you know that n*gga dumb (mjay)
we just smoke him for fun
i know an opp that went out wit’ his gun (kay)
he should’ve run (stupid)
and they know i’m on timing (facts)
i be doin’ sh*t my way
spinnin’ opp blocks from friday*to*friday (on bro)
so don’t come at me sideways
n*ggas talkin’ on bro but won’t say it to my face
’cause we uppin’ the crime rate
catch a gz, beat a gunna, n*ggas know that i’m die gz
you know how i play
[chorus]
oy qdotty on the internet talkin’ fast
catch him in person, he more than fast (he runnin’)
notti, mind your business before we clash (mind yours)
next time qdotty say drilly, we on his ass (we gon’ beat him)
but he said it again, take a trip to the o’s, now it’s time to bend (oyk)
like, get this dumb n*gga qdotty he losin’ friends
how he worried about us? go get back for your mans (go get back)
so awuu jackin’ doak ’cause he linked with the opps? (huh?)
yeah, they told y’all we soft, but did y’all get the drop?
the ygz mans died and they still ain’t spin blocks? (spin blocks, spin blocks, spin blocks)
they been losin’ n*ggas since shoot or get shot (gang, gang, gang, gang)

[outro]
it’s that jay flocka n*gga, you heard
drop the sev and i’m upping a 7, you heard
free kay flock, free dougie b, rip doa lazy
7evside!

- on the radar lyrics

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