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lirik lagu olympics – whoppa wit da choppa

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[chorus]
stop cappin’ in that rap, i don’t wanna hear that sh*t
olympics on the opp block, we be flippin’ sh*t
brand new glock with the switch, this b*tch rippin’ sh*t
brand new car off the lot, just left the dealership
n*ggas droppin’ every mu’f*ckin’ day
spinz got the glizzy, but you know i love the k
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas, b*tch, that’s how you catch a case
you ain’t catchin’ bodies, why the f*ck you tryna claim?

[verse 1]
n*gga dissin’ on my brother when you know that wasn’t you
opps see me and pull out they phone, we see ’em and just shoot
b*tches see me and come out they clothes, they just eat it like some food
i’m master p in these streets ’cause keep it true
i’ma car right now, fn in the boot
“i don’t lеt you f*ck twin”, how i’ma cuff you?
and i’m still goin’ in, rich homie times two
boy, i split your wig, nevеr did a hairdo
i got these b*tches on a role, cambell’s soup
i be feelin’ just like thor, show you what this hammer do
we’ll shoot your video, but we ain’t no camera dude
and i’m steppin’ on my opps, but they ain’t no sandals

[chorus]
stop cappin’ in that rap, i don’t wanna hear that sh*t
olympics on the opp block, we be flippin’ sh*t
brand new glock with the switch, this b*tch rippin’ sh*t
brand new car off the lot, just left the dealership
n*ggas droppin’ every mu’f*ckin’ day
spinz got the glizzy, but you know i love the k
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas, b*tch, that’s how you catch a case
you ain’t catchin’ bodies, why the f*ck you tryna claim?
[verse 2]
we was ‘pposed to catch a six piece, but then the bl!ck jammed
n*gga, you know how we rock, it’s like down i get down
mookie dead for talkin’ sh*t, he can’t talk that sh*t now
we droppin’ opps back to back, on court take a bow
n*gga reach for my chain, “come here, boy”, b*tch, bow!
that n*gga died [?], that n*gga last word was “ow”
i’m only comin’ out at night and i be fly like an owl
p*ssyhole, what you mad for? b*tch, smile
she say i be smokin’ on her brother, so she can’t support me
last time she pulled up, we smoked him, she ain’t even know it
f*ck them percs, where the gs? you know i be rollin’
b*tch say that them my kids, oh, we goin’ to maury
smokin’ two js, b*tch, it’s twin and his brother martin
she know i’m a playboy, but my name ain’t carti
i got the drac’ next door, but this ain’t no party
pull up with that choppa, b*tch, you know i’m tryna catch a homi’

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