lirik lagu hood tali - big oppas
[intro]
b~tch i’m a lamper and a camper
we them big oppas, b~tch
and we’ll get turnt to some f~ckin’ zaza (vinny, my name’s vinny)
(vinny?)
b~tch (vinny bag o’ donuts, how are you?)
yeah, b~tch, we them big oppas
b~tch, we them big oppas
yeah, b~tch, we them big oppas
yeah, we them big oppas
[verse]
yeah, uh, b~tch, we them big oppas
big get back gang, broad day smokin’ oppas
just rolled your big homie up in my fanta
what’s the quickest way to get turned to exotic?
we been steppin’ on sh~t, i’ma pop it
i ain’t do the k!llin’, but you know i’ma watch it
this b~tch start jumpin’ out, my hand like a chopper
n~ggas k!lled your man, and you ain’t do sh~t about it
ain’t no way, you give a f~ck about your partner
since you start that beef sh~t, n~ggas cut up your roster
since y’all playin’ dеfense, we gon’ sеnd a blitz
how you bring her where you stay? then don’t f~ck the b~tch
broski hop out broad day, get to cuttin’ sh~t
he hit that switch, can’t run away, ain’t no duckin’ it
you hope this b~tch don’t hit your face, it’s gon’ f~ck up your sh~t
it’s in my hand, not on my waist, b~tch i ain’t tuckin’ sh~t
we be too deep in the bitty, we ain’t duckin’ sh~t
i run my section in the city, and the opposite
broski trigger finger itchy, spin the block and sh~t
hope your man don’t do no trippin’ when we spot the b~tch
f~ck my switchy, hit a glitchy when i shot the b~tch
i drop an eight, i’m tryn’ see how much this pop can fit
b~tch, i was there givin’ smoke and we poppin’ sh~t
later with a dime, my last post, how i got this b~tch
i just made a dime but i can’t tell you how i got this sh~t
ain’t been tryn’ rhyme, i’m too busy spinnin’ blocks and sh~t
pushin’ somethin’ fast in this bomb with some glocks in it
four~thirty rounds, that’s a whole lot of shots in it
i could go a couple rounds with that b~tch if my shot in me
pop~pop, brodie, who the f~ck sent them shots at me?
brodie said “n0body, n~ggas played and they coppin’ tees”
get a body, get another body, then they coppin’ pleas
n~gga, you ain’t never shot n0body, n~gga stop it please
all that k!llin’ sh~t you rap about, i do not believe
don’t make me bring my f~ckin’ drac’ out and start choppin’ trees
i’ma lamper and i’m campin’ on your house, and i’m not gon’ leave
four chest shots got him screamin’ out, “bro, just breathe”
two to the head, p~ssy boy died on the scene
we don’t shoot at legs, doa’s, n~gga f~ck you mean?
had to pop the drink, man, ’cause he cut my lean
how he think he gon’ diss me and he not gon’ bleed?
just got a nine of the dope, i was coppin’ sleep
i could open up a slab and make it float, make it drop with ease
[outro]
b~tch, we them big oppas
one, two, ooh, your homie’s in my fanta
f~ck get back, n~gga, we get over you b~tch ass n~ggas
want to talk all on instagram, all in your f~ckin’ raps, n~gga
go pick your f~ckin’ man up, b~tch
f~ck you and yo’ dead friends
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