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computers remix (december 2017 freestyle) - wooski lyrics

[intro]
start it over, start it over
y’all already know what time it is, on cheedoe – getyoshytsplack gang
on foe’nem grave, y’all already know what time it is, on cheedoe
come on, b*tch—
how you know? all that there
i’m bussin’ so f*ckin’ hard, b*tch, it’s a movie, on cheedoe
r.i.p. and free the guys, man, let’s get it, i say

[verse 1]
i guess it’s war with the police ’cause ain’t no competition (b*tch)
i f*cked her face, then kicked her out and they ended up kissin’
just like lil’ steve when that .40 clucked him while he was p*ssin’
it’s tutu gang, b*tch, we the motherf*ckin’ opposition
i’m so bdk, cpdk, and tymbk
boy, f*ck o’block, b*tch, we front street k, and we brick city k
i’m smokin’ big a in traffic tryna catch durk and edai
slide on nuski day, these thirties spray, you die the nuski way
i’ma show these n*ggas how we play, outside of where he stay
popped out that cut, we f*cked him up, all he got was a threeway
i’m leanin’ off this blood money, i can’t even see straight
400 east k and wherever he lack, that’s where he lay
look at this n*gga tryna hang, he just want some fame
you a lame, you ain’t gang, you a f*ckin’ stain
and she let us run her over and foe ‘nem ran a train
they know my name, what’s understood ain’t even gon’ be explained
boy, tookaville, we shoot to k!ll, boy, this sh*t super real
bail out on ‘im with that draco and watch shorty sh*t spill
they terrified, n*ggas tellin’ on me, so i’ma chill
foe ‘nem stood over j money and put four in his grill
for real, now go ask lil’ boo how that hot sh*t feel
big a got caught tryna pump fake and bro got on his heels
and every time we on their block, somebody gon’ get k!lled
won’t l’a me in the studio, boy, i keep the steel
[refrain]
b*tch, i just got a brand*new glock
what we do, ‘wop? we just caught a brand*new opp

[interlude]
b*tch, how you know?
all that there, b*tch, yeah
get your ass slumped like t.roy and hk, b*tch, we don’t wanna talk
aha, all that there, b*tch, you already know what time it is (shytsplackgang)
hah, dumb f*ck, how you know?

[verse 2]
you can get did like odee, baldy, chino, or pluto
if you lackin’ while it’s crackin’ and if you claimin’ two*four
thinkin’ it’s swisher, we’ll come get ya, boy, that’s how we move, though
pulled up and popped him in his ass ’cause he was runnin’ too slow
i’m rollin’ hard off this keta right now, i’m losin’ it
st. lawrence three times, all my n*ggas married to shootin’ sh*t
now, who the f*ck wanna go to war with some lunatics?
bail out on normal lettin’ that fn and that ruger spit
b*tch, my mind on business, but all my n*ggas vicious
ain’t got time for no snitches, so who witness it gets it
red and green beams like this christmas, don’t walk lookin’ suspicious
’cause we don’t do no sneak disses or don’t shoot from no distance
in the kitchen water whippin’, them bricks, we steady flippin’
broski shoot like scottie pippen, that’s big glo what we sippin’ (my boy going f*ckin’ crazy)
d*mn, all the opps steady cliquin’ up and they steady trickin’
[hums “and why the cops hot on our block?”] ‘cause n*ggas steady missin’
don’t make me pull up on yo’ ass and pop the trunk
gucc’ pop up out that b*tch with that pump
cl!ck*clack, boom, yeah, he gon’ leave you slumped
pick his body up, now put that n*gga in the trunk, in the trunk
in a alley where you get dumped, where you’ll get dumped
burn all the evidence up, so we won’t get bumped (on foe ‘nem grave)
huh, and why you actin’ like you drunk?
tweak with one of us, you can get shot, stabbed, or stomped (gang)
roll up another blunt
i’m flee as f*ck and so icy, i love to stunt
and for tb and poppie, b*tch, we on a hunt (a hunt)
b*tch, two n*ggas died the same month
[refrain]
i just got a brand*new fifty*shot
finna ride through ’bout fifty blocks, b*tch

[outro]
r.i.p. and free the gang, man
gang, b*tch, happy birthday to tyquan, b*tch
tyquan way or gunplay, b*tch
how you know? all that there, b*tch
get real f*ckin’ wild
wop, wop
wop*wop, wop*wop
wop*wop, wop*wop, wop*wop, wop*wop
wop*wop, wop*wop, wop*wop, wop, wop
wop, wop, wop, wop
we finna f*ckin’ spaz on them, we finna have like 15k in that video, i swear to god
bdk, shytsplackgang, b*tch, on cheedoe
on cheedoe
on cheedoe
on cheedoe, on cheedoe
huh, wop, wop, wop
wop, wop*wop, wop*wop, wop
we finna be in the b*tch lookin’ like so much money
on cheedoe, we don’t wanna talk, how y’all know?

- wooski lyrics

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