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lirik lagu villemade - 4 da opps

yeah, all y’all the the opps
on god, n~gga aye

(uh uh uh uh)
(uh uh uh uh)
(uh uh, uh uh, uh uh uh uh, yeah)
ville yeah (hey) ville yeah

im in westover toughting on glocks and sh~t (bow)

say she love me to death so i shot the b~tch (chh, chh)

have you swervin round cones when da choppa spit

im not drake but i might be the god of 6 (on god)

if it won’t for cole that be my title

not a hillbilly but we toughting rifles (bow)

they call me the tower no eiffel

ran up da score & y’all quit so it’s final (big n~gga)

(look) demias and quincy some hoe n~ggas
they ain’t run down like we stеpped on they toe n~gga
(hoеs, hoes, hoes)

me & christian & sincir on go n~gga (facts)

don’t make me call nbm and dolo n~gga

sergio can get hit wit da scope n~gga

alison told me to aim at ya throat nigha (she did)

i don’t play better pay what you owe n~gga

i’ll pull up and stomp all on yo door n~gga (that’s facts)

y’all some rats and y’all might call 5~0 n~gga

(we stand 10 we ain runnin from 12) (no running)

tryna rap & you stealin my flow n~gga

(i’ma make the k ring like a bell) (gddddaa)

i’ll black out like new york on a hoe nigha

(i’m the devil can’t send me to h~ll)
got a drum i know y’all dont want smoke with us

(make him fold like a mac & cheese sh~ll)

you slide through & you see what these hands about

i’ll beat you & then see what ya mans about (get the ones)

ain’t sh~t sweet so you can’t go the candy route

got 1s for everybody im’a hand em out

212 & all you n~ggas know the rest (facts)

im not scared of the smoke bring some more of that (uhn uh)

if you talking that talk you better walk that walk ’cause i shoot in between where yo shoulders at (the chest)

i’ll keep talking until the beat pan out

i said it’s beef & you told me to stand down (facts)

said it really won’t pressure i sent lil kiiii up there he ready to put every man down (n0body)

i slept on you n~ggas till 5
that’s how i know y’all won’t toughting that fire (y’all wasn’t)

i said f~ck your grammama & f~ck your girlfriend but if you said it you would’ve died (that’s facts)

all the opps
all opps
b~tch ass, hoe ass, stupid ass, dusty ass n~ggas
ian gone talk to much i dropped the addy (aye)

(uh uh uh uh, uh uh uh uh)

wiped his nose but ian talking charmin (facts) (aye aye)

b~tch you a pig i k!ll you like im farming

f~ck up once you will not get a pardon

lay law, rinse you with bullets no martin

(uh uh uh uh) (uh uh uh uh)

lay law, rinse you with bullets like martin (aye) (uh uh)
lay law, rinse you with bullets like martin (aye)

(hold up, aye)
(aye aye aye)
(aye aye aye aye, aye aye aye aye)
(aye) (mm, aye)
do your dance (aye)
do your dance (aye, yah)

- lirik lagu villemade

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