letra de v.o.p. - solo vic
[intro]
i just came home now i’m workin’
i just came home now i’m workin’
i’m in my bag yeah it’s burkin (hah hah)
i’m outta jail now i’m workin’
fresh outta county i’m workin’
[chorus]
i’m locked up with a v.o.p
they want me to sit with no bail
f-ck bso, f-ck the deputy
i pray to the lord i prevail
my family and my mama missin’ me
hear the pain in they voice i can tell
sneak dissin’ they hope to get rid of me
they pray to the lord that i fail
i’m locked up with a v.o.p
they want me to sit with no bail
f-ck bso, f-ck the deputy
i pray to the lord i prevail
my family and my mama missin’ me
hear the pain in they voice i can tell
sneak dissin’ they hope to get rid of me
they pray to the lord that i fail
[verse]
all of my n-ggas is felons
we bout that money no crackin no [?]
[?] 550 h-ll nah we ain’t tellin’
some of ’em k!ll
some of em be [?]
put a bag on ya head, no yachts we zellein’
comin’ to get you h-ll nah we ain’t failin’
overnightin’ them bullets to you we be mailin’
body get wet up like rain but its hailin’
try to beat boy you can’t boy you jealous
try to defeat but you can’t boy you jealous
go get a refund cuz you lost all your leverage
cannot k!ll me because i’m the real menace
i’ma spin on your block and show you that i’m deadass
stay on my 15 first point like it’s tennis
pumpin’ straight iron no arnold no [?]
somebody get the world [?] and go damage
i spin on your block and go brazy
hundred rounds dropped dropped down to eighty
i keep me some shooters from haiti
you get caught in that jam no 380
b-tches wanna have my baby
i told ’em shut up b-tch you lazy
bso got another warrent
i told ’em shut up b-tch you crazy
run up my choppa go brazy
i got hollow tips that’s for sale
deputy talkin’ bout two [?]
b-tch i’m already in jail
makin’ goolies i was sending kites
send that pack like a letter no mail’
free a1 till he comin’ home
till they free him outta that cell
[chorus]
i’m locked up with a v.o.p
they want me to sit with no bail
f-ck bso, f-ck the deputy
i pray to the lord i prevail
my family and my mama missin’ me
hear the pain in they voice i can tell
sneak dissin’ they hope to get rid of me
they pray to the lord that i fail
[outro]
i just came home now i’m workin’
i’m in my bag yeah it’s burkin
i’m in my bag yeah it’s burkin
solo
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