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tg crippy - every opp shot كلمات الأغنية

[intro: kenzo balla]
grrah_grrah
like, like
grrah_grrah, boom
like, grrah_grrah
like, like, like
when i catch ’em, i can’t let ’em run
we just put extensions on the gun
like, like, like
grrah_grrah
like, every opp shot
[verse 1: kenzo balla]
when i catch ’em, i can’t let ’em run
we just got extensions on the gun
spot me a gz from the have and it’s up
catch me a gz from the 8, i’ma dump
rah died, y’all ain’t get enough
i’m a ‘ooter, i ain’t wit’ the bluff
mex in the air, roll the za’ on my blunt
blitz on an o, i’ma cl!ck ’til it’s done
n_gga, lotti got poked in his ribs
y’all n_ggas ain’t spin, what the f_ck ya’ done did?
pass it to keemy, he flockin’ to live
it’s a whole lot of shots we done gived
now the opps got me back on my sh_t
new opp died, i was laughin’ and sh_t
this d&d, i ain’t passin’ the spliff
oh, she givin’ the drop? then we packin’ the b_tch
caine bussin’ and it’s active again
if tg throw five, you know i’m throwin’ ten
speaking on jb, your luck in the end
yuz gz on his knees but he never gon’ spin
n_gga, how many shots you did send?
n_gga, how many opps did you bend?
spin through the well, i’ma cl!ck out the benz
flash keep chattin’, that n_gga pretend
[?] opps, where i’m at?
b_tch, i’m in the 50’s movin’ tact’
i’m the makk, give a f_ck ’bout the hat
if i see lil’ matt, leave him flat on his back
now these n_ggas linking wit’ the vatos
these n_ggas is popped and they panickin’
send shots, leave him stiff like a mannequin
say everything for they man but they ran on him
me and ac gon’ bend on the gz
see a opp and leave him right on the scene
pass us the bl!ck, you gon’ dump out the v
now let’s see if they run from the p
it’s like three more opps that i’m passin’
mexxy, dummy, ‘lila, ashes
all these n_ggas got turned into ashes
duskii, lotti, rah rah, packed ’em
send shots, get low
i spot me a jet, i’ma up it and throw
can’t lack, can’t go
wherever i’m at, know i totin’ the pole
n_ggas never did sh_t for they deads
but these n_ggas wan’ talk on bro
when i’m walkin’, keep one in the head
b_tch, i’m really tryna up the score
[verse 2: tg crippy]
they know tg always get it crackin’
[?] wit’ it, i’m just tryna clap ’em
n_ggas get shot and then tell you what happened
we gon’ keep spinnin’ ’til n_ggas in caskets
talkin’ on bro so i’ma get to clappin’
smokin’ caine, that sh_t gotta kick
i got a glock nd it came wit’ a stick
blue beam, how the f_ck i’ma miss?
spin through the 8, leave a gz on his sh_t
yus gz, you still suckin’ d_ck
shot in ya’ chest and you ain’t never spin
smokin’ on lotti and dubs’ in the whip
roll up the mex, now i’m high as a b_tch
opps be cappin’ and lying and sh_t
they mad ’cause they mans end up dying and sh_t
moneywell and the vatos what?
all them lil’ n_ggas know what’s up
spin through the 4’s, and my pole is tucked
i’m smokin’ on twenty, y’all know what’s up
and finna get real disrespectful
hittin’ you and whoever you next too
ac with me, we comin’ to get you
we is not the n_ggas you can step to
kenzo balla fold ’em like a pretzel
do a hit and skurt off in the rentals
we they n_ggas they wanna get next too
smokin’ on rah, i’m fried, i’m deady
oh, i can’t wait ’til i catch lil’ nesty
had you runnin’ in [?], you p_ssy
almost hit rah rah wit’ the beam
i’m glad n_ggas left him right on the scene
now he don’t gotta run into me
i’ma shoot if he throw up the gz
call lil’ g, and he clearin’ the scene
sha gz, we smokin’ on beans
if you feel a way, come and spin with your [?]
[verse 3: rayy balla]
if we catch ’em, he duck
tried to reach for his bl!ck, and get turned into runtz
baby girl wanna rump, told her after we f_cked, she gotta go open up
rah rah got shot, head tap on the mission
yus got shot, lucky he ain’t a spliff
y’all speaking on jb, you just got a death wish
told my n_ggas, “it’s time to go slide”
won’t stop cl!ckin’ ’til we see ’em leg twitch
like, kenzo, who ready to die?
i’on think these n_ggas get the message
tired of all these n_ggas thinking sh_t sweet
we’ll really leave a n_gga six feet
since a youngin’, i feel like i’m big [?]
at 9, i got locked wit’ the .9
thirteen, n_gga, i turned mb
know a lot of n_ggas wanna envy
[?]

- tg crippy

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