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letra de opp flow 2 - jdot breezy

(faiz, you shot that?)
(thanks yakree)

ayy, ayy, ay, what body you caught? i’ll be a d-mn fool if i go off your word
n-ggas ain’t built like that, it’s a image for b-tches, you can tell he ain’t put in no work
let a n-gga touch one of mine, bet his mama gon’ cry, put his face on a brand new shirt
all black mask with a all black drac’, make a opp take a ride in a all black he-rs-
i don’t really like these n-ggas that much, only ride with a few, sh-t that’s bout’ it
ain’t no b-tch ’round me, if it is take him out and straight up f-ck that jit
i don’t respect no n-gga that ain’t come direct, lil brudda that’s a trait of a b-tch
thirty my clip, glock sit to the left of my hip, with a bad rad b-tch on my d-ck
started off broke, i was in the trap lil n-gga but i said i wanna rap lil n-gga
boy you a hoe, run up get clapped lil n-gga, knock a n-gga off the map lil n-gga
spin on my bro, i don’t got raps for a n-gga, imma straight up clap me a n-gga
i’m on go, i’m gon’ wrap me a n-gga and that’s no bap lil n-gga
really ran down on sh-t, only the guys that’s bro, he done see me bang that stick
i ain’t tryna flex that much, imma drop me a chain and stack this sh-t that’s it
n-gga too tender, all the too tuff ass n-ggas be the ones get set by a b-tch
money my [dinner?] , b-tch ass n-gga wanna diss, 100k all cash this winter
n-ggas get shot in the face, try to catch them a case, you lack get put in a blender
shakin’ that ass, you g-y, i don’t care what they say, you ain’t sh-t but a sweet ass n-gga
i don’t even want no scat, imma crash out n-gga my opp block b-tch i bend em
b-tch ain’t n0body safe, make everybody pay, love the switch, bro let’s go get him

uh huh, n-gga better keep yo pistol, bang everything if it ain’t my n-ggas
take a n-gga brain, and i praise my k!ller, bag for a body, want cash go get him
we gon’ put em all up, like f-ck this rap, i’ll smoke me a n-gga
b-tch, pick yo dawg up, (fah, fah, fah) let the draco’ hit em
better think wise if you playin’ with me, boy we takin’ lives and we playin’ for keep
banging 45 know its poppin’ with me, playin’ both sides, leave you dead in the street
we want all the smoke, twin came through wit’ a .223
7.62 can’t fit in my trues, get put on the news for playing wit’ me (yeah)
we want all the smoke (yeah)
we want all the smoke (yeah)
we want all the smoke (yeah)
we want all the smoke (yeah)
we want all the smoke (yeah)
we want all the smoke (yeah)
we want all the smoke (yeah, yeah)
we want all the smoke (yeah)

- jdot breezy

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