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whoppa wit da choppa & jdot breezy - nightmare on opp block كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
brrr
ayy, ayy

[chorus: jdot breezy]
it’s a nightmare on the opp block, n_gga, do a slow creep
hop out, i’mma bust his ass and leave his sh_t all in the street
i remember clutchin’ 9s, the pole it had a .33
n_gga play with switches, now i bet a n_gga gon’ go to sleep
get that bag and turn up on they ass, and do it for maleek
n_ggas crash, they swerve up when they mad and never left the street
hit the glass, they tried to swerve off fast, his blood on all the seat
i’m always tryna go and slide, f_ck n_gga, i don’t like playing d

[verse 1: jdot breezy]
never droke a rolls truck, i’ll do a drill in it
i might beat her back off x and make that p_ssy feal different
get monеy, i’m still chillin’, n_ggas dying, i’m still winnin’
she like put your thumb in therе, i’d rather stick this pill in it
i don’t sleep off lean and i drink wock’ to keep from getting mad
a casket what you gon’ get if yo’ b_tch ass ever drop a bag (stupid)
sw_ng through that b_tch and let off shots, them n_ggas very fast
but f_ck it, i’mma pick one off and i’mma catch whoever last
uh_oh, i just caught a victim, yeah, i know what it ain’t this n_gga
ooh, i’m finna bust his head, one tap, ain’t no constant trigger
(ftt ftt) that n_gga dead, i don’t know why they left they n_gga
f_ck him, had it coming for all that sh_t he said on twitter (gang)
[chorus: jdot breezy]
it’s a nightmare on the opp block, n_gga, do a slow creep
hop out, i’mma bust his ass and leave his sh_t all in the street
i remember clutchin’ 9s, the pole it had a .33
n_gga play with switches, now i bet a n_gga gon’ go to sleep
get that bag and turn up on they ass, and do it for maleek
n_ggas crash, they swerve up when they mad and never left the street
hit the glass, they tried to swerve off fast, his blood on all the seat
i’m always tryna go and slide, f_ck n_gga, i don’t like playing d

[verse 2: whoppa wit da choppa]
we gon’ shoot this b_tch up, you better get down (b_tch)
you was a b_tch back in the g, you still a b_tch now (stupid)
jump out with that (brrr), just know whoppa brought that switch out (rrrah)
and all these n_ggas p_ssy that’s why that glock got a d_ck now (ayy)
less slipping and we slide, we ain’t never met trick daddy (ayy)
’bout these hoes n_ggas dying, i might have to send a b_tch at ’em
police question me, n_gga, i don’t know what the f_ck happened
if you_if you knew, i would’ve been booked, n_gga, you wouldn’t be asking
ayy, big poles all in traffic (brrr)
burn a n_gga like some coals, smoke him, turn that boy to ashes
i ain’t never been hoe, that’s on my son, that’s on my daddy
we the ones that bust them guns, we the ones that make it happen (ayy, b_tch)

- whoppa wit da choppa jdot breezy

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