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letra de cig ops - lefty gzz

[chorus: lefty gzz, jeff loc]
lefty gzz, i’m the big opp
f-ck i look like dancin’ on tiktok
i’m wit’ [?], gon make sure that sh-t drop
and we smoke benz off the ziploc
i’m tryna take all the risks to the tip top
baddie in the spot tryna hip rock
you dumb for spinnin’ through this block
[?] done caught him a hip shot

[verse one: jo drippy]
[?] to the mitch n-gga never
we done bend through they block any weather
one in the head [?] through the sweater
beam on his head no [?] cannot let up
bendin’ with sally, bringin’ in rebecca
my .38, .45, and a beretta
they chat on the net like thеy got a vendetta
[?] in traffic but they gеttin’ wet up
[verse two: mej nochill]
rah got shot, he got hit in his m-ffin
big abg, we ain’t slidin’ for nothin’
i back out the bl!ck and them n-ggas start duckin’
yus got hit now [?]
like no i can’t beef wit’ a b-tch
catch a opp, take him right off the list
wanna rap, but you don’t got a hit
made you a track, now your mans in a spliff

[verse three: mej nochill, jeff loc]
where the makk, we gon’ dump on a makk
shout out benji, got turned to a pack
tryna spin, now his brains on his lap
i’m big ebk, we don’t f-ck wit’ no jack
straight hollows up in my clip
[?] flip
yo drippy, this is a hit
i’m not playin’ no games, you’re mentionin’ charlie it’s lit

[verse four: jeff loc, jo drippy]
outside when i slide, when y’all see me just blitz
[?], roll up a spliff
steamin’ they mans, they be hitting too diff
get st-rdy like that
once you start playin’ ain’t no comin’ back
new chops, glocks, knocks and fists
like let’s see what they do when they come to the mitch
grrah
[verse five: lefty gzz]
don’t believe what you hear in they raps
we the ones really quick to attack
f-ck benzo, they cl!cked at his hat
f-ck ando, lil kid is a rat
spin through the 5th, let’s go blitz on the makks
[?] if your sister get packed
no dyk- sh-t, when [?] said pick up the strap

don’t believe what you hear in they raps
that sh-t cap
[?] that we can’t put in a track
we smokin’ the gz, and we’re smokin’ them n-ggas that f-ck wit’ the jack
zombie loc, i don’t know how to act

[outro: jo drippy]
ya n-ggas know we the mitchels
everything dead n-gga
suck my d-ck
every opp
every flocka shot

- lefty gzz

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