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lirik lagu 30 dead opps – maine jane

[intro: maine jane]
ayy, ayy, gang
ayy, ayy, gang
ayy, ayy, gang
30 boyz, gang, gang

[verse 1: maine jane]
we smoking on bud, i’m smoking on sonny
that sh*t done got me exhausted
they backdoored melly, i roll him up heavy
they hit a home run like it’s boston (ayy)
i see these n*ggas don’t take the bus no more, lil marc in a coffin (ayy)
motor done ran outta his oil, they caught that boy in a altima
rayray got hit all in his head, yeah, his brains, he lost it (ayy)
and bud dumb ass tryna party, but that sh*t had cost him (had cost him)
he took a neckshot, they lost him, put that lil’ boy in a coffin (in a coffin)
they did bankroll the same way, yeah, they dying at parties
when they ass die, they jump on live
“i need a hug, brother, i’m sorry” (i’m sorry)
n*ggas be lacking on them trains, don’t go out like carter (like carter)
put the switch in the back of my glock, now it shoot out like water (prr)
get to zaza, i’m putting it together
i’m smoking on snoop and carter
but i roll sonny and melly ’cause they hit a lil’ harder
when i’m done smoking they dead ass, i need lil’ water (need a lil’ water)
n*ggas know we hit target gang
can’t none of these b*tches n*ggas stop us (uh, uh)
all hits, shots for them f*ck boys, wipe his nose like toddlers (prr)
whack him and his partners, ayy (gang), doa, he don’t need doctors (gang)
30 boyz, we stay glocked up with .30’s, ain’t no boxing (gang)
30 boyz, we stay guaped up with thirty in our pocket, ayy
we plugged in like sockets, ayy, we’ll pop out with the mopsticks (let’s get it)
n*ggas be dissing on they tracks but in real life they ain’t drop sh*t (skrrt)
i catch n*ggas, i make ’em run ’cause they know i drop sh*t
then take a trip with all my fans, i’m in a with the c*ckpit
i’ma drop twenty on my wrist, that make your b*tch get c*ck quick
[verse 2: trello]
shorty got hit all in his head, foenem left him r*t*rded (he do)
gang gon’ pull up and shoot that party up before it get started (skrrt, skrrt, ayy)
ain’t no n*gga doing sh*t to us, they really be talking (nah, nah)
why jugg ain’t had that bl!ck with him? (jugg) they caught his ass walking (f*ck him)
ain’t no n*gga be on 59th, we [?] to that often
rayski lil’ broski ass tryna drop a diss, they should told you to stop it (get up broski ass)
he touched for bein’ r*t*rded (dummy), these n*ggas don’t gotta start it (on gang)
you just became a target, foenem heartless, [?] that noggin
young goon, you need to stop it
‘member bro shot that video in the lawless (gang)
got me coughing, caught his ass at the light, don’t [?] it (doo)
the opps really mad ’cause i stay with them hittas
[?] with the n*gga
listen the guys, [?] claim sh*t n*ggas
it’s all funny games ’til i find me a n*gga
if it’s up then it’s stuck, ain’t no [?] with no k!llers (on gang)
bankroll died tryna do the el hitta (ooh)
[?] you know we gon’ catch them n*ggas (ooh)
drop a bag now he dead, a lil’ quicker (he gone)
f*ck the opps, we f*cking their sisters (f*ck ’em)
i’m in the [?] on the 9th, come get us
sdk, we [?] triggers, red dot on, it look like [?] (dome)
f*ck this rap, we k!ll n*ggas (bl!ck)
[?] was the real bully, we get turnt up the glocks fully (what?)
my lil’ n*gga gon’ tie up the hoodie (what?), about to shoot a real movie (what?)
lo he died like a real goofy (on gang) and we still down to drill
don’t need no pill, we chalk sh*t for real, goofy
and we got the city, n*gga, don’t end up like glizzy, n*gga
big a ain’t had the glizzy with her
you can’t ride if we pull up on the side of you and start looking iffy, n*gga
they like, “trello, just be rapping, he ain’t on green, don’t go with them members”
tell her n*gga [?] but he said he got hit with a bl!cker, b*tch

- maine jane

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