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lirik lagu dead opps – db omerta

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[verse 1]
i don’t even n0body tell me my drop, the chop gon’ knock sh*t down
they had dissed my dead, but f*ck their dead
cause, n*gga we spinnin’ around
how you gon diss my dead? but y’all still losing
f*ck n*gga, we runnin’ the town
n*gga jay dropped the loc, uh huh
we pull up and shoot at the store, uh huh
we spinnin sh*t, and that’s on blow, uh huh
they p*ssy, they don’t want no smoke, uh huh
the n*gga be screaming that stuff, but my n*ggas stomp
we sent his ass right to the dome
fat b*tch died, he goin in a backwood
roll his ass up, but he don’t even smoke good
he from the [?] but still tryna act hood
i don’t even want [?] ‘less it got black wood
glock had caught ’em and left him right there
and that switcher be trippin, i ain’t even tryna aim good
(hol’ on, hol’ on, hol’ on, hol’ on, db yo ass goin too crazy, chill out)
[verse 2]
man, f*ck that sh*t i’m tryna k!ll lil chris though, there gon be another dead out
feds say that’s another dead out
lil corn, that’s another dead out
and i’m still [?] cause n*ggas ain’t even spinnin’ but still posted up on my block
n*gga slide to the [?] and the car got dropped
the b*tch got flipped, the b*tch got rocked
we slid upon it just like socks
got hit in the head, don’t call me [?]
the b*tch some [?] we gon let it flock
[?]
he got hit in the neck and his body had lost
now you eat the d*ck up but she don’t even stop
it’s how i beat info, your info
had to show the lil n*gga what the info
having racks so i can’t even chill
in the cut and i’m posting with your hoe
did the [?] b*tch you know i was solo
step on sh*t like a motherf*cking [?]
if a n*gga play with me it’s on go
he got shot so he won’t diss on me no more

[verse 3]
yeah, ain’t no n*gga dissin’
we hit your block with the switches
h*ll nah, me and my gang ain’t missing
so many shots but now he duckin’
he said she ain’t goin, she f*ckin’
dirt gang hit with that ak
[?] f*ck n*gga this b*tch it’s russian
n*gga had spoke on [?] and spoke on [?], this just how it go
n*gga do all that dissin, ’til we catch him, then he can’t talk no more
let me catch a n*gga ass lacking, all these shots gon get sent at that store
i know raps they doin, n*ggas be cappin, n*ggas ain’t really on sh*t
young n*gga turnt the sh*t up and he drillin, bet my name get mentioned
all my opps they cl!cked up, i’on give a f*ck cause all these n*ggas [?]
drac’ make a n*gga go puffin, he dissin, but all these opps, but b*tch we got [?]

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