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villemade - 4 da opps كلمات الأغنية

yeah, all y’all the the opps
on god, n_gga aye

(uh uh uh uh)
(uh uh uh uh)
(uh uh, uh uh, uh uh uh uh, yeah)
ville yeah (hey) ville yeah

im in westover toughting on glocks and sh_t (bow)

say she love me to death so i shot the b_tch (chh, chh)

have you swervin round cones when da choppa spit

im not drake but i might be the god of 6 (on god)

if it won’t for cole that be my title

not a hillbilly but we toughting rifles (bow)

they call me the tower no eiffel

ran up da score & y’all quit so it’s final (big n_gga)

(look) demias and quincy some hoe n_ggas
they ain’t run down like we stеpped on they toe n_gga
(hoеs, hoes, hoes)

me & christian & sincir on go n_gga (facts)

don’t make me call nbm and dolo n_gga

sergio can get hit wit da scope n_gga

alison told me to aim at ya throat nigha (she did)

i don’t play better pay what you owe n_gga

i’ll pull up and stomp all on yo door n_gga (that’s facts)

y’all some rats and y’all might call 5_0 n_gga

(we stand 10 we ain runnin from 12) (no running)

tryna rap & you stealin my flow n_gga

(i’ma make the k ring like a bell) (gddddaa)

i’ll black out like new york on a hoe nigha

(i’m the devil can’t send me to h_ll)
got a drum i know y’all dont want smoke with us

(make him fold like a mac & cheese sh_ll)

you slide through & you see what these hands about

i’ll beat you & then see what ya mans about (get the ones)

ain’t sh_t sweet so you can’t go the candy route

got 1s for everybody im’a hand em out

212 & all you n_ggas know the rest (facts)

im not scared of the smoke bring some more of that (uhn uh)

if you talking that talk you better walk that walk ’cause i shoot in between where yo shoulders at (the chest)

i’ll keep talking until the beat pan out

i said it’s beef & you told me to stand down (facts)

said it really won’t pressure i sent lil kiiii up there he ready to put every man down (n0body)

i slept on you n_ggas till 5
that’s how i know y’all won’t toughting that fire (y’all wasn’t)

i said f_ck your grammama & f_ck your girlfriend but if you said it you would’ve died (that’s facts)

all the opps
all opps
b_tch ass, hoe ass, stupid ass, dusty ass n_ggas
ian gone talk to much i dropped the addy (aye)

(uh uh uh uh, uh uh uh uh)

wiped his nose but ian talking charmin (facts) (aye aye)

b_tch you a pig i k!ll you like im farming

f_ck up once you will not get a pardon

lay law, rinse you with bullets no martin

(uh uh uh uh) (uh uh uh uh)

lay law, rinse you with bullets like martin (aye) (uh uh)
lay law, rinse you with bullets like martin (aye)

(hold up, aye)
(aye aye aye)
(aye aye aye aye, aye aye aye aye)
(aye) (mm, aye)
do your dance (aye)
do your dance (aye, yah)

- villemade

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