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lirik lagu jezz gasoline - big opps

[intro]
woo, haha (b~b~b~beats by yamaica productions, baby)
big opps, let’s get it get it, gang
big opps, b~tch, big dog sh~t, grrtt, boom!

[verse]
let it boom when we slide like metro
he ain’t on sh~t, but he on the net though
.44 bulldog, no pet though
them n~ggas got you gassed like petrol
where your house? lemme know where you at though
pop out, air sh~t, no bnb
fn make ‘em rock like pnb
nina with me, this b~tch spit two and three (tory lane)
we ain’t ducking, we always outside
try to come to my block on live
it’s gon be a horror with the scope no signs
you wasn’t out here before ‘09
rockstar, we don’t play no games
what you jacking we made that thing
should’ve never been chilling on that side
homicide deuce~five, bullets went through his side
do a drill, change clothes and switch rides
all for envy, we on ‘rips side
f~ck cuffing, only when i’m looking for opps, i’m on spin time
and i’m on body count number 2
ooh i think that was pook
bunch of opps,don’t know who to shoot
if you was there, k!ll a big [?]
xd, been active xvv
x rock, but we ran him on six v (he ran!)
they won’t win, they gon fall like dominoes
bet they ass won’t stand in that domino’s
rockstar bang metal like rock n’ roll
shoutout bamaz, always on a roll
must had nowhere to go shooting like flow, bullets flying like drones
like pop said, used to come in n~ggas’ homes
shooting out the window, bro almost shot upstairs
spin back, hope they in front of y’all crib
when blaze died, what the f~ck y’all did?
get straight, 730 loco
ya mans died on the block like jojo
all y’all did was wear chains with his photos
y’all ain’t do sh~t, y’all ain’t want no smoke
come to ol’ hill, shooting like ol’ dog
headshot was personal and i ain’t even know y’all
the milli, the milli gon bang (lah milly)
free the guys they knocked for the stains
they will not feel the same
they can not f~ck with my gang
i just filled my blunt up with haze
blunt beating like j blaze
sign us, we got hits, cash out on our fits
opp b~tch let me splash on her lips
these n~ggas go to jail and turn b~tch
low rida, i was not claiming crip
you lucky, you ain’t live with the grits
pop plastic face getting ripped
tso, tso, tso
if i get the green, it’s a go
all these dead opps got me stuffing the cone
get low or get tapped like a phone
then i got to get rid of that like a cold
you got money right? get your own pole
i’m with money first, get your life zoe’d
in an srt with my bro
no check for [?] go, f~ck the 75th
free e~roc, he doing the .30 clip
free [?] for doing [?] for shaka he talking his sh~t
they like “jezz talking his sh~t”
cracking cards only time we dropping these slips
i ain’t gon lie, if a boy try to slide and he miss
when we slide somebody get hit
murder o’clock cop we on different timing and sh~t
i seen a lot in this sh~t rockstars you know how we rocking this sh~t
f~ck the opps, they are not threats
i bet they won’t stand on the sky steps
till everybody sleep we will not rest
bullets hit his brain, he a hot mess
eazy in the cut, sipping hi~tech
send shots over here we send ‘em right back
bend blocks over here we bend right back
glizzy copped that, you an new opp pack, (bow, grahh!)
[outro]
ha, ha grahh, big opps, b~tch!

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