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lirik lagu fucc the opps (interlude) – compton av & steelz

[verse]
let ’em know right off the rip, f*ck the opps (the opps)
f*ck your hood, f*ck your street, n*gga, f*ck your block (punk*ass n*ggas)
i do them n*ggas somethin’ cold and get back in the wind
the streets love that gang sh*t and i’m at it again (they took your sh*t, n*gga)
i just told my n*gga steelz we them n*ggas now (we them n*ggas)
i heard them n*ggas lookin’ for us, we be in the town (what?)
is that them n*ggas right there? roll the windows down (roll them down)
okay, that’s them, cut the lights, n*gga, spin around
i pull up, jump out, i pull that thump out
you don’t want no smoke, chopper knock a n*gga lung out (boom)
really from the trenches, outside when the sun out (we outside, n*gga)
you heard it was some k!llers out thеre, so you don’t come out
n*gga, you a b*tch and your gang too (you a b*tch)
you n*ggas scatterеd like hoes when we came through (straight marched)
ran like b*tches, we bounced out
airin’ extensions, you ran in the house
bullets flew through grandma kitchen, you should’ve listened
these streets don’t love nothin’, b*tch, we cold, n*gga (we cold, n*gga)
look at all these k!llers and these gold diggers (and these gold diggers)
watch for all these scammers and these hoes, n*gga (and these noes)
before them 5.56s take your soul, n*gga (brr)
slidin’ ’round with dracs, we ain’t askin’ for no feature price (for no feature)
n*ggas actin’ like some sh*t that they ain’t even like (you don’t like, n*gga)
twenty n*ggas run up in your spot, it ain’t an even fight (this ain’t even)
you seen us stompin’ on your boy and you ain’t even fight, stupid
i know you heard us compton n*ggas ruthless
shoot him right in front of his mama and chuck the deuces (b*tch, f*ck your son)
n*ggas give they life to the set until they lose it (’til they lose it)
had a chance to go to the league, the n*gga blew it (d*mn)
i don’t just rap about it, n*gga, i done really seen it (i really seen it)
so if i put it in my lyrics, b*tch, i really mean it
how you supposed to feel when you grew up in the slums? (slums)
when they ask you where you from, you better get yourself a gun
i said it
and mama said don’t play in these streets (don’t play in these streets)
’cause my n*ggas ain’t playin’ unless we playin’ for keeps (we ain’t playin’ for keeps)
i’m talkin’ shootouts in broad day (broad day)
n*ggas say they outside (outside)
we gon’ swing through that b*tch trippin’ and let that chop fly
[outro]
i don’t even know how i feel about it neither, man
that sh*t just goes on and on, you know
next thing you know, somebody might try to smoke me
don’t matter, though
we all gotta go sometime, huh

- compton av steelz

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