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letra de cop some - bandgang biggs

[verse 1: bandgang biggs]
chopper hit ’em, make him split like a pill
n-ggas snitchin’, i don’t f-ck with the pigs
c-ck it back, watch it bust open your ribs
now this what you get f-ckin’ with biggs
cajun style, put his -ss on a grill
[?] i don’t know what it is
living large, i don’t go out the crib
we got a lot of room for me to park my whips
hit the dash on the ‘stang, almost lost that b-tch
good gas in my tank and i’m off that sh-t
bought some sh-t i like, i ball so quick
and any lame or dummy, i’ma boss that’s it
like i threw a flash bang, they ain’t see me comin’
i’m just lookin’ at my past and see n-ggas runnin’
they hate me cause i’m on, they can’t even stun me
but i’m still on fully blown so don’t try nothin’
the fiends on my line tryna cop somethin’
them 3 for 25’s got the blocks jumpin’
i ain’t late to a sell like the clock runnin’
i hear these n-ggas talkin’ but it ain’t ’bout nothin’
my n-ggas talkin’ down would you doubt somethin’
i bought a whole block like i’m house-huntin’
i’m the dope man, c0ke man all that
posted through the hood daily, come and get a [?] pack
you on the other hand, i don’t know what to call that
eatin’ off your man’s, i can tell you n-ggas starvin’
you a broke n-gga, slow n-gga, joke n-gga
maybe you should go and cop some dope n-gga

[hook]
dope, dope, dope [?]
b-tch we got it, what you coppin’ it ain’t stoppin’ me
b-tch we got it, what you coppin’ it ain’t stoppin’ me

[verse 2: payroll giovanni]
weed all in the house like it’s 4-20
used to sell n-ggas 5 tenths for the 20
that was back in the days when the kush bowls was 8 thou
that’s 500 for each o
just dropped off a bag on the brightmo
on the block full of motherf-ckin’ psychos
lowkey cat until i put the ice on
that’s when the b-tches call me light show
in the kitchen baggin’ up, servin’ out of caddy trucks
daily wearin’ baggies up, pocket full of fetti [?]
told your b-tch to add me up and tell me the amount
she got to the rollie and that b-tch lost count
strathmo n-ggas get money n-gga, ask biggs
used to stash half bigs in the stash crib
me and lil flynn used to get it in
me, him and rj been tight since we was kids
one life to live, i’ma live it to the fullest
spend 30 on the watch, spend 10 on the bullets
on the ave in the coupe with the top up
still got ’em, if you know you can cop some

- bandgang biggs

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