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lirik lagu pop out - yssn nino

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[intro]
no more games with these f~ck n~ggas
if it’s up there it’s stuck there
that’s just what it is
if you like my music you do
if you don’t get off my f~cking d~ck
that’s just what it is
(i love chris rich)

[verse 1]
your sister suck my d~ck, she’s a bottom feeder (facts)
you was my man between the grand so i don’t gotta keep her (nah)
n~gga it’s war time in these streets
better cop a heater (better cop a heater)
where my dad at? got three strikes like he signed adidas (woo)
when it’s time to do that drill my partners know i’m moving right
man the opps don’t come outside ’cause they know i shoot on sight
shoot that p~ssy off his bike (bike)
put his body up on ice (ice)
i got 50 in this drum, n~gga i ain’t tryna fight

[chorus]
when i pop out (when i pop out)
with them glocks out
that’s a ice out (that’s a ice out)
that sh~t go black out
when we run up on his porch
and then bullets hit his door
gonna pray to the lord that i ain’t f~ck his wh0re
i might shoot some more
i might pull up in that porsche
i might pull up in that store
louis, gucci, i’m that boy
f~ck is you talking ’bout? (talking ’bout?)
i got a beam, n~gga (a beam, n~gga)
f~ck is you talking ’bout? (talking ’bout?)
i’m at your beam, n~gga (haha)
[verse 2]
i got 50s, i got 100s when i’m shooting at your back seat
partners and your friends have them running like a track meet
ooh, i think he athlete, ooh, i think he track star
50 in this f~cking drum, it’s gon’ meet his back, bro
woah, n~ggas be talking, they can get hit, they get exposed (they get exposed)
i think he a rat, he eating that cheese, he breaking the code (he breaking the code)
that n~gga so bold (n~gga’s so bold)
we sn~tching his soul (we sn~tching his soul)
i think that he full (i think that he full)
n~ggas that you with, they ain’t really ’bout that work
heard that n~gga shooting for you, only shooting off that perc
man, i’m shooting off that vert
put my name up in your verse
and i find you after you dead, put them bullets in your he~rs~
f~ck you talkin’ if you know that you a dead man walking
owe me though, i’ll dig you up and take that sh~t up out your coffin
ain’t no heat in my apartment
that’s the reason i was coughing
you is a b~tch n~gga, you don’t want to be my target

[chorus]
when i pop out (when i pop out)
with them glocks out
that’s a ice out (that’s a ice out)
that sh~t go black out
when we run up on his porch
and then bullets hit his door
gonna pray to the lord that i ain’t f~ck his wh0re
i might shoot some more
i might pull up in that porsche
i might pull up in that store
louis, gucci, i’m that boy
f~ck is you talking ’bout? (haha)
i got a beam, n~gga (i got a beam)
f~ck is you talking ’bout? (f~ck is you talking ’bout?)
i’m at your beam, n~gga (i’m at your beam, n~gga)
[outro]
(i love chris rich)


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