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lirik lagu mellymel (chicago) - fuck da opps

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[intro]
i think i’m finna just, i think i’m finna make my own song, i got a lot of sh~t to talk about
what you gotta talk about, foe?
i got a lot of sh~t to talk about
on foenem, i’m with shorty, i got real dog sh~t
ugh
okay, okay (i’m so scared, i don’t rap)
okay, okay, okay
okay, okay, okay

[chorus]
ayy, ten sticks on ten members, we on normal tryna do it (yeah)
lights, camera, action, juju hop out shootin’ movies (yeah)
man, just tell ’em drop the lo’ ’cause all that woofin’, we ain’t gon’ do it
then he mugged me, always clutchin’ and lil’ evro kind of ruthless

[verse]
i just popped two 30s (30), now i’m zooted, feelin’ groovy
she just sucked my d~ck and tried to catch me, this b~tch stupid (what?)
i can’t show these hoes no love, b~tch, i’m melly, i ain’t cupid
and for these n~ggas sayin’ it’s smoke, we give out cancer to thеse goofies
yeah, look, wе just bent they block, ain’t see his face, so we gon’ double back
we know where he stay, so we ain’t trippin’, we gon’ get to that
man, stop with all that woofin’ y’all be doin’ all on the internet
’cause my lil’ shorties thirsty, slime you out, boy, we not into that, yeah
it’s bustin’, we thuggin’, we ain’t doin’ no tit for tat, man
he clutchin’ for nothin’, pop right out and finish that
hit his face, now he a pack, free lil’ nathan, biggest slatt
man, f~ck the opps, they know it’s that
f~ck the opps, they know it’s that
and they don’t listen to my raps, they probably sayin’ that my sh~t wack
they gon’ say i better not lack ’cause if i do, then they gon’ splat
they gon’ say i ain’t in the trap, they gon’ say i ain’t get back
they better stop with all that cap before i pop ’em where they at
b~tch, i’m in bully mode
attachments on them glizzies, make it stutter
turn that fully on
hopped out broad day, i ain’t had no mask, i put a hoodie on
missed me with that dissin’, once you diss, then we go get ’em gone
diss at ‘nem, get vicious, sh~t get wicked, we go send ’em home
we in traffic, rollin’ zookie, ashes fallin’ on my shirt
you can’t get inside this jeep if you ain’t never put in work
a couple n~ggas, they in the dirt
keep his pipe, he stay on alert
even on d, boy, we shoot first
a n~gga play, he gon’ get hurt
pack came in, who tryna work?
different flavors like starburst
i can’t f~ck without this perc’
lil’ b~tch, you bad, but you not her
all that tough sh~t get you hurt
put your face up in the dirt
all~black casket, all~black he~rs~
his mama cryin’ ’cause her ass hurt
[chorus]
ten sticks on ten members, we on normal tryna do it (yeah)
lights, camera, action, juju hop out shootin’ movies (yeah)
man, just tell ’em drop the lo’ ’cause all that woofin’, we ain’t gon’ do it
then he mugged me, always clutchin’ and lil’ evro kind of ruthless


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