lirik lagu k3 tha menace - opp shooter
[intro: k3 the menace]
yeah
[verse 1: k3 the menace]
pull up masked up with the chop’
hop out quick, b~tch, i’m with lil gravey, we tryna spin they block
heard lil roach ran his mouth, that boy went snitchin’ to the cops
hollow tips ain’t fireworks, this fn rip straight through his top (boom)
like, what the f~ck they talkin’ ’bout?
dee racks ain’t slidin’ for real, that boy been duckin’ out
dead man status, toe tag, they still ain’t bring z~milly back now
four sticks inside this black suburban, we ain’t hidin’ out
bulletproof the vest, switch the plate, now it’s time to scout
they see k3 back outside, now all these opps don’t pop out (look)
house arrest, i step out reckless, they thought i was broke
duct tape his hands, throw him in the trunk, now he ain’t goin’ home
i told his dumb ass, “come outside,” c4 take off his front door
line up two, spin back ’round, now we got five more to go
[bridge: k3 the menace]
boom, what the f~ck?
automatic switchie turn the whip into some dust
caught him lackin’ on the porch, that boy ain’t get a chance to duck
[verse 2: k3 the menace]
h~ll nah, b~tch, i’m lurkin’ with this glock up in the mall
he think he safe inside that sprinter? flip that whip, now he gone (blaow)
yeah, b~tch, they scared of me
i’m on house arrest, still send a blitz, ain’t no ydc
i chase sh~t down like cornerback
spot lil roach, chop sh~t down, ain’t no comin’ back
i heard k3 line ’em up
caught him at the deli, .308 messed up his cut
i ain’t sparin’ b~tches neither
catch her with that opp boy, 5.56 rip through her beamer, uh
like, “come here, boy, you ain’t gon’ run”
i heard jay murda duckin’ beef, but he can’t hide from this drum, bum
man, what the f~ck i look like tellin’?
get inside the station, act dumb, i ain’t confessin’ (nah)
somebody get him, k3 tweakin’
come and get your mans before he end up on a t~shirt
[verse 3: lil gravey]
when i slide, b~tch, i’m ruthless
4 a.m., i’m posted up, you in there clueless
i know these boys be talkin’ hot
draco spark, shut down his movement
what hood you claim? ain’t no passes, we get active
start the v, i’m on my way to jackson
stay in your lane before we crash it
you ain’t tough, boy, why you cappin’?
buck on who? you ain’t crazy
f~cked his girl, now he hatin’
rev the engine, hop out sprayin’
“who the f~ck is that?”, that’s just k3 (let’s do it)
ayy, let’s get to it (huh)
he a rookie, put his face up on the news
pump~fake, goofy, you love them dudes
glock give lessons (ayy, twin, you ‘member we chased this dude?)
the opps know what i’m talkin’ ’bout
caught him lackin’, he got lit up
ain’t no deals, we tax the plug
i want him gone, i drop that bag on him (bag on his head)
forget the bag, i’ma do it myself
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