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letra de dub - otscamo

[hook: otscamo]
choppa it got red and green beams finna buss
when i pull up with the team best believe you ran outta’ luck
and that b-tch in love wit’ d she gon pull up l!ck my nut
and yall n-ggas can’t say sh-t bout’ me or my team cause we up

.40 hit his noggin’ and we turn that boy to dust
told that bit’ to stop it i don’t f-ck with none of that fake love
yeah this choppa on my hip it turned ya’ brotha to a dove
you just waking up and sh-t i been out i just made a dub

[verse 1: otscamo]
engine ima’ blast off
you don’t get no cash dawg
she said i’m a demon i go crazy i’m a assh0l-
and i love that bag talk
yeah i love that cash talk
n-ggas love to trash talk
i hit em’ with that mac dawg
mag dump do that sh-t for fun
hit em’ with that pump
that bit’ tryna feel on my gun
20 ball talkin’ bout some l’s i already won
and these n-ggas only copying my style got so many sons
got the red and green beam that sh-t brightеr than the sun
ion’ even want yo b shе go around she a home run
yeah, yeah
i’ma gon’ fill them up with lead, lead
we gon’ make sure that he dead

[verse 2: xay]
uhh, b-tch, ima make sure that he dead
f-ck on his b-tch we on top of his bed
she givin’ me slop yeah that b-tch give me head
called that boy bald cause i knocked off his dreads
messed up his brain got a tumor he sped
doing the dash got away from the feds
got a flag on my glocky you know that its red

i got the drop, spin on yo’ block, i let off shots
im sippin that wock, yo girl she a thot, she come to my spot
dont call up my phone, i’m toting that chrome and i’m hittin yo dome

i got the bread and the bodies
i put that b-tch on the roxies
i got the fit on got nike and dior that b-tch hispanic call me papi
you know i be off of that molly
i know these n-ggas wanna pop me
i know these n-ggas wanna chop me
spin on they blocky
got the sticks like hockey
never lackin so i clutch on my glocky
do the dash on the cops going high speed
f-ck no yall n-ggas can’t stop me
glock splode to ya face got you sorry
you a hoe bet you won’t come and try me
throwing 4’s xlk you can’t top me
double o all these n-ggas can’t dot me
all these hoes these n-ggas can’t spot me b-tch
[hook: otscamo]
choppa it got red and green beams finna buss
when i pull up with the team best believe you ran outta’ luck
and that b-tch in love wit’ d she gon pull up l!ck my nut
and yall n-ggas can’t say sh-t bout’ me or my team cause we up

.40 hit his noggin’ and we turn that boy to dust
told that bit’ to stop it i dont f-ck with none of that fake love
yeah this choppa on my hip it turned ya’ brotha to a dove
you just waking up and sh-t i been out i just made a dub

- otscamo

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