Drilla Freestyle Opps And Blocks Lyrics. Drilla ain’t do it, why is you dissing? I say what I want, I bet you gon’ listen Dead Opps was weak, but I bet they still listen, bi^^h Got some other sh^t to talk about.
Drilla Freestyle Opps And Blocks Lyrics
Say I wouldn’t diss no more, I lied, too many done opps diedni^^as keep mentioning Yarmel nameAnd none of these ni^^as been slidingWe don’t pay these goofys no attentionYou know we doing them rappersBe outside yo’ house with my mattressDon’t leave ’til your brain get splattedThirty got hit with the thirty, TWhy got hit in his headCaught Waldo making the status, left him on Calumet deadI guess BD Ray thought I was sweet, he died from shots on the legYou know I can’t forget D-Money, they left him at the parklot deadThat sh^t bе crazy, Dead Opps got you ni^^a’s attentionMost of that sh^t weak not to mentionLil Reese got shot in the neck, I can’t listenWhat is you saying? Why is you whispering?Drilla ain’t do it, why is you dissing?I say what I want, I bet you gon’ listenDead Opps was weak, but I bet they still listen, bi^^hGot some other sh^t to talk aboutBut I don’t even gon’ talk about it, we just spin their blocks
You know we tryna chalk it out, got a thirty tryna hawk you downI’ve been tryna be cool with these labels calling outA lot of bi^^hes want come aroundThey know I’m a hot ni^^a so the opps calling aroundThey tryna see when I’m coming around, I ain’t stupid, bi^^hWe the one come slide, we’ll gun you downWe all got Glocks with a lot of roundsI don’t need no sound, make a lot of soundsI would mentioning some names but we’ll gun you downDon’t need no investigating ’cause I was some where celebratingHeard he got shot in his top, free MeditatNow his whole hood devastatedY and ’em flaming yo’ homie right nowf^^k ’em, they a^^es deadWe got Glocks .45 and 40’s and 9’sWe pop out at yo’ a^^, you deadni^^a pop out the cut on meHe had me freezed but his a^^ was scaredIf it at the other way aroundYou would be on the sidewalk tryna live, stupid
These ni^^as been dissing and hidingKnow that’s the main reason y’all dyingI was toting that .45If you don’t got a stick, you can’t get in my rideThat bi^^h want me, say she like my vibeTold that lil’ bi^^h I’m one of a kindGot his lo’, now we sitting outside, might creep through the backI might come through the sideCurryo head was big, that’s why his sh^t got poppedAnd TWhy couldn’t take all those shotsThey say he got caught trying to talk to a bopAnd I ain’t gon’ talk about DracoThey know why his a^^ got dropped
They in internet woofing and be in them keyboardsBut they never posted on the blockNow, let’s talk about NuskiTarget ain’t do nothing but make him a targetHop out the whip and discharge itKeep shooters with me, when we walk up, we sparking itNah, we don’t leave no witness ’cause ni^^as bi^^hesGlocks got a extended, whip it’s tinted, I can’t be a victimCan’t f^^k with that bi^^h if she f^^k with them ni^^as
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