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letra de opps and adversaries - gucci mane

[intro]
wop
huh
brr

[chorus]
no opps or adversaries left, they all are dead and buried (gone)
glizock in my bur-bur-bur-bur-bur-bur-bur-burberry (burr)
slam the dunk on maynard terrace like lebron did jason terry (woo)
you p-ssies super scary, put that on the virgin mary (huh?)
you make the hood embarr-ssed, but i made it legendary (six)
spend money, i don’t cherish it, can’t spend it when you’re buried (nope)
i tatted my hood on me, i’m really from the slum
diamonds look so good on me, i came up off of crumbs (bling)

[verse 1]
tattoos on my face, the media said it was dumb (dummy)
mama threw me out her house for trappin’, i was young (money)
a crook, i get no sympathy, the judge denied the bond (f-ck)
n-ggas know what’s up with me, this ain’t no water gun (bow)
missed the shots they took at me, the p-ssy tried to run (run)
keep speakin’ down on gucci’s name, i’m gon’ cut out your tongue (rrr)
chopstick like a guitar, yeah, he ran, didn’t have a chance (huh)
dancin’ with the devil, got my man and did the line

[pre-chorus]
n0body said nothin’, somehow haters bring me up (huh?)
suck it ’til i nut, then clean me up (huh?)
one just ain’t enough, sometimes i got ’em teamin’ up (guwop)
summer over with, gucci hot as f-ck (guwop)

[chorus]
no opps or adversaries left, they all are dead and buried (gone)
glizock in my bur-bur-bur-bur-bur-bur-bur-burberry (burr)
slam the dunk on maynard terrace like lebron did jason terry (woo)
you p-ssies super scary, put that on the virgin mary (p-ssies)
you make the hood embarr-ssed, but i made it legendary (six)
spend money, i don’t cherish it, can’t spend it when you’re buried (nah)
i tatted my hood on me, i’m really from the slum
diamonds look so good on me, i came up off of crumbs (bling)

[verse 2]
haters don’t exist, we can’t co-exist (no)
what’s trap rap to you? before i rapped, i had a brick (oh)
like gettin’ a rebound, goin’ coast-to-coast with no -ssist (go)
your ho on my d-ck, you can’t throw her sh-t (woo)
my ho, your ho, they know, can’t play broke, they know i’m rich (they know)
the secret out the lid, (huh?) i tried to keep it hid (d-mn)
my ho act like a jit, don’t get what she want, throw a fit (wah)
i’m thinkin’ that i’m tonin’ down, they say i’m goin’ big (big)

- gucci mane

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