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letra de a message to my opps - ghoully

[intro]
nah nah nah nah
aye w-ssup
what you gon do n-gg-
bro w-ssup bro
nah bro sup bruh
what, you gon shoot me n-gg-?
ain’t gon shoot sh-t n-gg- shut the f-ck up boy
w-ssup then
what
what

[chorus]
b-tch i’m at the top
tell me how my shoes taste (yeah)
all you n-gg-s broke n-gg-s stay up in yo place
bout yo b-tch (yo b-tch)
man i f-cked that other day (oh yeah)
this a message to my opps so get the f-ck out my face (my face)

[verse 1: ghoully]
i’m flexed up
flexed up
f-ck wit ghoully you get messed up
told your n-gg- get his check up (i did)
n-gg-s died
so i’m walkin’ with my neck tucked
oh he leaking
on the ground he need a check up
first off why you n-gg-s hating like you know me
first i beat you -ss
then take your corpses as a trophy
leave you in the past (yeah)
you in last i take you b-tch with me
you n-gg-s trash (yeah)
(?) with me face to face (?)
(?) call that play (?)
kiss yo grave
(?) ghoully grey you n-gg-s lame
whats the play?
don’t play that game all you n-gg-s fake
don’t play that game don’t play that game all you n-gg-s fake

[chorus]
b-tch i’m at the top (at the top)
tell me how my shoes taste (yeah)
all you n-gg-s broke n-gg-s need to stay right in yo place
bout yo b-tch (bout yo b-tch)
man i f-cked that other day (i did)
this a message to my opps so get the f-ck out my face

b-tch i’m at the top (at the top)
tell me how my shoes taste (yuh)
all you n-gg-s broke n-gg-s need to stay right in yo place
bout yo b-tch (about yo b-tch)
man i f-cked that other day (i did)
this a message to my opps so get the f-ck out my face

[verse 2: $not]
ok i f-cked yo b-tch i f-cked yo b-tch
i f-cked her other day (haha)
godd-mn‚ i f-cked yo b-tch i don’t know what the f-ck to say (uh uh)
english i need to get paid (yah)
i’m smoking gas i’m toting packs
b-tch i beat on novocaine (ah)
got a side b-tch by my side but keep a chopper as my main (as my main)
wait‚ kick back b-tch that chopper gotta bruce wayne
wait‚ get back b-tch that chopper bouta hit your brain

[verse 3: $not]
ok i be walking wit my soldiers
left right, right left
keep a chopper to the sky
bullets down don’t make no sound
please don’t make no sound don’t make no sound
these n-gg-s coming now
nothing wrong with me so i let your body hit the floor
somethings got to get so imma let this choppa smoke this hoe
fa fa fa fa (b-tch)

- ghoully

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