letra de up n stuck (remix) - 22gz
[chorus: 22gz]
got these opp n-ggas duckin’ (opp n-ggas duckin’)
shooter gon’ walk up, brush him (walk up, brush him)
it be all fun and games ’til we touch him (bl!cky, the bl!cky)
lil’ stepper, pop percs, get to buggin’ (gang, gang, gang)
i’m the type to start shootin’ in public (shootin’ in public)
said it’s up, so it’s stuck, i’ma up it (gang, gang, gang)
if he slippin’, it ain’t no discussion (ain’t no discussion)
broad day, face shot, blood gushin’ (bl!ck, bl!ck)
[verse 1: 22gz]
i heard they said they on timing
get a lil’ freak from the east to come line ’em
bl!ckys and twirlers gon’ slime ’em (bl!ck, bl!ck)
where they from? we gon’ k!ll they whole lineup (they whole lineup)
he was lookin’ for too much attention (too much attention)
but the gang get him checked off the hit list (checked)
and them opp n-ggas cappin’, they know they ain’t spinnin’ so stop all that dissin’ (them opp n-ggas cap)
and they stealin’ the drip, it’s ridiculous (i get the drip)
fell in love with them glocks with extensions (with extensions)
with them switches (with them switches)
he keep on cl!ckin’ ’til he stop twitchin’, glitchin’
lift him (lift him), drift it (drift it)
shooters slide through they block with a ripstick (on a ripstick)
use the wesson, it ain’t no ballistics (ain’t no ballistics)
point blank, won’t shoot from a distance
[chorus: 22gz & kodak black]
got these opp n-ggas duckin’ (opp n-ggas duckin’)
shooter gon’ walk up, brush him (walk up, brush him)
it be all fun and games ’til we touch him (bl!cky, the bl!cky)
lil’ stepper, pop percs, get to buggin’ (gang, gang, gang)
i’m the type to start shootin’ in public (shootin’ in public)
said it’s up, so it’s stuck, i’ma up it (gang, gang, gang)
if he slippin’, it ain’t no discussion (ain’t no discussion)
broad day, face shot, blood gushin’ (bl!ck, bl!ck, ayy, ayy)
[verse 2: kodak black]
mama, our chains bussin’, come through, hop out, ks bussin’
it ain’t nothin’, it’s on your street, yeah, he cool, but he ain’t no me
i introduced you n-ggas to motion, all this beef, can’t even focus
tryin’ to be me, gotta get in action, you totin’ that fire for fashion
got nothin’…
[chorus: 22gz]
got these opp n-ggas duckin’ (opp n-ggas duckin’)
shooter gon’ walk up, brush him (walk up, brush him)
it be all fun and games ’til we touch him (bl!cky, the bl!cky)
lil’ stepper, pop percs, get to buggin’ (gang, gang, gang)
i’m the type to start shootin’ in public (shootin’ in public)
said it’s up, so it’s stuck, i’ma up it (gang, gang, gang)
if he slippin’, it ain’t no discussion (ain’t no discussion)
broad day, face shot, blood gushin’ (bl!ck, bl!ck)
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