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free quan - (remix) - oy quan lyrics

[intro: trelly savage & michael jackson]
it’s kosfinger, baby
grrah, grrah, grrah*grrah, baow
she was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene
i said, “don’t mind, but what do you mean, i am the one
who will dance on the floor in the round?”
she said i am the one (uh, uh*uh)

[verse 1: trelly savage & oy quan]
these amiri, these jeans ain’t no billie
[?], actin’ silly
stupid b*tch, we don’t fly, we get jiggy
[?], throw my youngin’ a 50
it get gritty, no kissy, try to play, [?], it get sticky
totin simmy, headshot, got a n*gga [?], lock like he drizzy (oh sh*t)

[verse 2: oy quan]
catch a nick, leave him on the strip
smokin’ on luu, he dumber than delilah
and that n*gga lotti got a kick, i call up roscoe, hop out the whip
face shot, put the beam on the bl!ck
oh sh*t, he hit, ayy yo benzo got shot by the [?]
free move, that’s my brother, i’m uppin’ it too
i’m oy quan, but i still make a move
oh sh*t, get boomed
[verse 3: roscoe g & dee play4keeps]
bend through the nick, tryna’ shake up the room
told quan, “we out in that v”
first one we see get knocked off his feet (grrah*grrah)
trelly with me, that n*gga a tweak (grrah, grrah, grrah)
bro start cl!ckin’ ’till we see em’ bleed (okay)

[verse 4: dee play4keeps & g.p.]
[?] in the spot and she seen it was dee
hol’ on, wait, i’m clearin’ the scene
hop out, thought i was [?]
oh, he movin’ wocky, [?] off the lean (grrt*baow)
[?] b*tch get hit, don’t get back, i’ll get that, sh*t [?], so you know i had to hit that (grrt*boaw, grrah, grrah*grrah, grrah)
get the f*ck out my face, [?] (grrah, grrah)
yo trelly, it’s heavy, 3 poles, 3 o’z in the v, throw a shot after shot make it deadly (ah, uh*huh)
when he got hit, it was messy (grrah, grrah, grrah, messy)
opp thot, took it to the telly (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
i got my knocks, lookin’ for the flocks (grrah, grrah, grrah*grrah, oh [?] boom)
b*tch tryna’ line me, throw a shot at her belly (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)

[verse 5: g.p.]
let an opp n*gga test me (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah*grrah, grrah)
free all the gangsters, they up top (like, what? what?)
n*ggas [?], you tryna’ be famous? (what?)
on the bros, n*ggas hate that they ain’t us (grrah, ain’t us)
fl!ck on whoever not gettin’ the picture ([?], what?)
cops tryna’ frame us, while the opps tryna'[?] us (what? what?)
shots in his face, [?] faceless, leave a n*gga nameless (grrah)
i’m tryna’ flame him, send him to the moon (what?)
i’m a [?], so i don’t f*ck with the goonz (what the f*ck*)
b*tch, i’m a [?], so i’m beatin’ the brooms (grrah, what? grrah)
n*ggas know i’m from harlem, [?] (stop*, grrah)
[?], he ain’t gang, that n*gga a problem, so what do we do? we obviously solve it (that n*gga a probl*, grrah)
let him say, he from carver, i’ma carve him (grrah, grrah*grrah*grrah, grrah)
[outro: g.p. & michael jackson]
oh [?] (people always told me, “be careful of what you do
don’t go around breakin’ young girls’ hearts” (hee*hee)
and mother always told me, “be careful of who you love
and be careful of what you do (oh*oh)
’cause the lie becomes the truth” (oh*oh), hey*ey)

- oy quan lyrics

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