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Testo O.P.P. - The Game feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Testo della canzone O.P.P. (The Game feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again), tratta dall'album Drillmatic

You an opp nigga

You's an opp if an opp with you, ain't got time to play

Got this iced out AP on my wrist, bitch, I got time today

We off liquor, takin' shots, yeah, I brought my nine today

Catch a fish with the tartar sauce is what I'm tryna say

Told Paul, "Play the beat"

Did it all from A to Z, who the fuck fadin' me?

I bleed the scene, brand new AMG, leave a nigga on A&E

Don't play with me, it ain't no game with me, just good aim with me

Your gang, that ain't no gang to me, you niggas lame to me

I went on two licks with two sticks and two Crips for two days

With two TECs and two K's, for new fits and new J's

My new bitch go two ways, them bricks gone, it's too late

Them two blicks on two opps, take two shots, it's touché

Say you on your block and we gon' come and knock your block off

Say you on top and we gon' come and knock your top off

Oh, you in the drop? Yeah, them bullets gettin' dropped off

Say you poppin' shots, we won't let you get a shot off

Say you with the steppers, we gon' knock them niggas' socks off

Say you want fire, we gon' come and turn the pots off

G's all around me and we Gucci, not the knockoff

Lookin' for them chickens in your kitchen with the hot sauce

You an opp, you an opp and you know (with the hot sauce)

You an opp, you an opp and you know

You a fuckin' opp, enemy, O-P-P

Bitch, play with me, got .223s

Bitch, swing at me, it result in bleeding, dead body

Funerals and pallbearers for your team, dirty chopper

Put the same nigga on it that had dissed me, they know about it

Say he want it with me, turned us off, where we clap you at

Do or die, it's you or me, kill or get shot, I been on that

I been in them streets, don't fuckin' listen what my pastor said

Since a child, my mama say, "He played and then you smash his ass"

I whacked the mans, know they tryna count me out

Thirty round Glock and a four door

Jag', come out that window, I'm hangin' out

Bitch, baow, baow, I close his mouth

I'ma make sure that a nigga can't talk

Let him go in, catch him when he walk out

Know I want blood and I'm straight out that North, yeah

Say you on your block and we gon' come and knock your block off

Say you on top and we gon' come and knock your top off

Oh, you in the drop? Yeah, them bullets gettin' dropped off

Say you poppin' shots, we won't let you get a shot off

Say you with the steppers, we gon' knock them niggas' socks off

Say you want fire, we gon' come and turn the pots off

G's all around me and we Gucci, not the knockoff

Lookin' for them chickens in your kitchen with the hot sauce

You an opp, you an opp and you know (with the hot sauce)

You an opp, you an opp and you know

You an opp nigga

Credits
Writer(s): Paul D. Beauregard, Jonathan H. Smith, Craig Stephen Lawson, Ricky Dunigan, Sean Paul Joseph, Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, Jason Williams, Michael L. Tyler, Jeffrey Ray Grigsby, Stephanie C. Martin, Lola Chantrelle Mitchell, Michael Brennan Williams, Jordan Michael Houston, Kentrell Desean Gaulden, Peyton Stone Landers, Bobby Wardell Sandimanie Jr.
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