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letra de 51 dead opps - timo

[intro]
ayy, ayy
f-ck yo’ homie, he dead
f-ck yo’ homie, he dead
ayy, f-ck fathead, he dead, ayy
lil marc, lil marc, lil marc
ayy

[verse 1]
foenem come through, get the blowin’
opps steady callin’ my phone, i ignore ’em
nick cl!ckin’ up ’cause we up on the score
come to yo’ crib, knock-knock, get the blowin’
f-ck it, tryna get disrepectful
smokin’ on sonny, they shouldn’t’ve left you
bankroll got his ass hit tryna juju
smokin’ on bighead, talkin’ ’bout the fat dude
winter time, we out in the cold
f-ck a hallway, get yo’ ass geo’d
don’t even know boom but his ass look slow
lil snoop got hit tryna layup the ball, ayy
love talkin’ out them glocks
i don’t f-ck with 43rd, they some wanna be opps
i don’t even rap diss, see, dude got shot
smokin’ on new pack, dodo, new opp
ray ray got hit on the seven
early in the morning tryna go to breakfast
tryna go to church but he got his ass smoked
coulda he stayed un the house, no food, they broke, ayy
bud, why you walk to the store?
lil marc got hit on the bus with a ho
but atleast he wasn’t cold with that big-ass coat
shots fired, man down, face down in the snow, ayy
finna go walk down the 5
jamar woulda lived if he knew how to drive, ayy
how the f-ck y’all [?], put him out the car leave his dirty ass die
smokin’ budbud, we come at you
you a b-tch with the opps, do yo’ ass like cecs
[?] died ugly, boy, yo’ ass need [?]
headshot, f-ck neef, what the f-ck you got to say?
[chorus]
ayy
f-ck yo’ homie, he dead, ayy
f-ck yo’ homie, he dead, ayy
f-ck yo’ homie, he dead, ayy
ray ray lil’ ass got hit in the head, ayy
f-ck yo’ homie, he dead, ayy
f-ck yo’ homie, he dead, ayy
f-ck yo’ homie, he dead, ayy
fathead lil’ ass got hit in the head, ayy

[verse 2]
foenem come through early morning
catch a n-gga lackin’, hop out, we scorin’
slide through the i, that sh-t done got borin’
n0body outside, catch a mop, we smokin’
glizzy got atleast fifty shots
made nick cl!ck up so everybody hot
make a n-gga pop out, f-ck dirty, die y
smokin’ on big a, dyk- b-tch, kick rocks, ayy
foenem run through with our poles
gudda ass dirty, tell him change his clothes
ronno steady up in his b-tch [?]
terrion take them [?] off, they old
on the .9 with atleast fifty shots
if you lookin’ for some smoke, just ride past the lot
woulda say more sh-t but you n-ggas be cops
and we smokin’ yo’ homie ’cause you be with opps
[chorus]
ayy
f-ck yo’ homie, he dead, ayy
f-ck yo’ homie, he dead, ayy
f-ck yo’ homie, he dead, ayy
fathead lil’ ass got hit in the head, ayy
f-ck lil marc, he dead, ayy
f-ck sonny, he dead, ayy
f-ck geo, he dead, ayy
nick cl!ckin’ up ’cause they ass scared, ayy

[outro]
on gang, ayy
i say what they say
and if you want me, come get me
i’m on the .9 with the .50
what he say? ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy
where you at? ayy
if you want me, come get me
i’m on the .9 with the .50

- timo

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