lirik lagu hop out gang - can't stand us
( hook )
we do not flex for no cameras
these n-gg-s mad they can’t stand us
run up on boy put ya hands up
toolie on me i might blam em
fucc the hating get ya bands up
all them commas that we ran up
trap money & them scammers
do hits for the ransom
cupid verse
hit a lick for that brick
keep that hammer tucced on my hip
al these nroke n-gg-s acting so rixh
allat sauce he got w no drip
blow a checc u kno i won’t trip
get that worc u kno im gon flip
all this ice jus look at my wrist
10k loubs jus look at my kiccs
( aye )
we run up them bands like running man
that choppa make em do the running man
flip that work & then we flip again
if that boy ain’t dead we gon spin again
need 10 bands for the new benz
gold lining for the new rims
2 door & that coupe tent
my crew shoot & yo crew miss
boodha verse
hit em heard they like we did it
slide the blocc and i squeeze finish
hop out gang you know we with it
sliding bloccs in like 3 civics
no games n-gg- no gemics
how you balling off of no pivid
how you broke & won’t go get it
if its beef then i dont dead it
if its beef then i won’t say it
got a chop but you won’t spray it
not for nothing n-gg- no playing
remember i was on that a train
hop out gang is the gang gang we are really not the same thang
all summer put in mad pain
see a opp he a d-mn stain
we do not flex for no cameras
these n-gg-s mad they can’t stand us
run up on boy put ya hands up
toolie on me i might blam em
fucc the hating get ya bands up
all them commas that we ran up
trap money & them scammers
do hits for the ransom
kge verse
run up on me keep a toolie
fucc around and make a movie
only want her if she coolie mami’s yellow and they bougie
i ain’t loving on no groupies broke b-tches got the cooties
h-lla paper keep some loose leaf with some sour roll a doubie
cupid shooting fucc is ” hydro ”
you want this uzi or this rifle
ya baby mother is a side hoe
jaccing 7th get ya life zoed
jaccing 7th get ya life took
k!ll a n-gg- with a right hook wack rappers get they mich took
4gee verse
fucc the talking get the shooting
n-gg-s bending and ya losing
pour a 4 then get to cruising
niggss grinding while ya snoozing
money making be the movement
tell em get right or they stupid
chain bling thats a cuban showing n-gg-s how to move it
plug told em send in two zips
qps made a few flips
choppa longer than a pool stick
please dont make a n-gg- shoot this
man a n-gg- feeling c-cky
henny hitting like its rocky
all these lottys wanna top me
b-tches show love when they spot me
we do not flex for no cameras
these n-gg-s mad they can’t stand us
run up on boy put ya hands up
toolie on me i might blam em
fucc the hating get ya bands up
all them commas that we ran up
trap money & them scammers
do hits for the ransom
( x2 )
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