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letra de dead opps - dee spazz

[intro: dee spazz]
lola got packed, n-gga get back. ayo melly. smokin’ duck, h-ll yeah. on bdn. r.i.p tayski

[verse 1: dee spazz]
we smoked all the backshots, larry died the same way. then we caught muggy folks was lackin’ on the 8. y’all should’ve seen his face, they found him d.o.a. [?] took 24 f-ck 12 they on they way. jackball upped his pole, and he ain’t blow, they took his f-ckin’ face. bonnie dead, i’m mad i ain’t get to f-ck her gorgeous face. they ain’t get they get back drilla smilin’ in the grave. zack the best og i smoke him that sh-t taste. drilla tried to slide and scorе, and it went the other way. smokin’ on [?], all you p-ssy n-ggas don’t dеserve no f-ckin’ fame

[verse 2: tte lil tedd]
(grrt grrt baow)
we anti-social gdk and drop the 5 for moe nem
we catch k!lls for bro nem, we catch a g we stretch em
these n-ggas be clique-in, f-ggots
these n-ggas be sayin my name but they used to be gang so you know it’s f-ck melly
hothead in the air you smell it, scr-pp ass got caught in a alley
face shots make sure it’s valid, then take a trip to cali
timo he just be rappin, my n-ggas really blackin
his homie died he in the studio he f-ckin’ cappin’
shout out my frank block cappers, keep glocks don’t do no lackin’
headshots don’t need no practice
i seen his chain and grabbed it and i just started rappin’
we get off percs and start tweakin’ and shoot up the casket

[verse :dee spazz]
them 8’s in the back with a drac’ and a choppa and three different gen’s
she actin boujee b-tch well i’m tryna f-ck ya friend
but back to the basics we on go we tryna k!ll again
step on him and all his friends spin back round then do it again
chuck up y’s we shoot again (buh, buh) k!ll his mans
smokin kecey off the xans, in the hemi lose the trans
mask up bail out f and n chalked him out we scored again
lucky told on my main mans, but stl they still his friend (oh man)
[verse 3: tte lil ted]
he panic on drills, he a do-bad
spin  through the block, my opps don’t do that
let that boy live, why the f-ck would i do that?
ran so fast, ain’t no tellin’ where his shoes at
head shot gang, tryna aim where his tooth at
blood to the bone, but the cous’ rock a blue flag
free geo, now lu, bring the goons back
y’all talk out yo’ mind, i done seen n-ggas lose that
on the guys, swear to guys, i move too tact
new knocks, can’t fit in the f-nny
told ted, “let’s take us a trip to the 8.”

[outro:]
like ahh gdk b-tch every opp f-ckin’ shot mane. big gdk

- dee spazz

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