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letra de pop out (remix) - trap nav & xpainwarriorx

[intro: trap nav]
woo, woo
catch one of you opp n-ggas slippin’ out here n-gga
gang, gang, gang
grrt
bang, bang, bang

[chorus: trap nav]
pop out, hop out
show out, roll out
twirl out, shot out
pop out, hop out
show out, roll out
twirl out, shot out

[verse 1: xpainwarriorx]
i’m on cloud 10, popped an x, run it back, aye
hollow tips wet his back, can’t run from the gat, aye
we step on him like a mat, aye
welcome, keep our guns on the side in the raq, aye
lied right to your face a couple times, and that’s a fact
tell the truth, is you really wit’ it, or you a cat, aye
i’m in here with justin, and we cracked, aye
we slide, bulletproof, x pills, double-homicide, we packed, aye
give a f-ck, why would we, we don’t make sh-t look like an act, aye
run up, you and i, hit him up, don’t wait for a reaction
keep it up, he keep wanting bullets, like he attracted
dumb as f-ck, hit you up again, riding in my all-black cadillac, aye
what you on, you not with me, so there’s no point in that, aye
[chorus: trap nav & xpainwarriorx]
pop out, hop out (aye, aye, aye)
show out, roll out
twirl out, shot out
pop out, hop out
show out, roll out
twirl out, shot out

[verse 2: trap nav & xpainwarriorx]
people callin’ my name out just for a reaction
twirl in this b-tch
woo bounce in this b-tch (uhh-huh)
tote .38, yeah, i’ma keep gettin’ rich
heard a snitch, yeah, he gettin’ stitched
lay his ass on the ground
all my opps gettin’ teared down limb from limb
smith & wesson is my preference
i’m all about “gunz n’ roses”
my bro talkin’ bout, “we got a rat under our noses”
sides i’m never “choo”sing
me and my glock, yeah, we be the solution (solution)
me and my n-ggas we never switch up (switch up, woo)
i’ma do it fo’ von, you know the cause (uhh-huh)

[chorus: trap nav]
pop out, hop out
show out, roll out
twirl out, shot out
pop out, hop out
show out, roll out
twirl out, shot out
[verse 3: yofavmusichoe]
its gang in this b-tch n-gga
talkin’ ’till i smack they ass with this .40
choppa spray, i make his momma pray every day
we slay
talkin sh-t, n-gga you not safe
i can move you to another place
you tried to run but me and my n-ggas don’t do this sh-t for fun
so we now f-ckin’ smoke these n-ggas like a blunt

[chorus: trap nav]
pop out, hop out
show out, roll out
twirl out, shot out
pop out, hop out
show out, roll out
twirl out, shot out

- trap nav xpainwarriorx

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