Opp Killa (feat. TMUKAM & Yung K.O.D)
MOETHALABEL
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Big M.O.E. shit, what the f*ck you talkin' bout Swervo You don't want no smoke with my bros we don't fold (aiming at yo fucking dome) You don't want no smoke with my bro we don't fold You don't want no smoke with my bro we don't fold, down yo block throwing up them 4's And a pole hit yo dome you ain't fucking going home, pussy nigga now yo ass gone Man, the pussy bitch really talkin' down bad I'ma have to send him where his fuckin' daddy at Downtown, some pussies in the Prada, that I'm M.O.E., can't f*ck with me, bitches like that PTG, bitches, KOD, you can't f*ck with me Creepin' on your block, bitch, I'm posted with a fuckin' beam Bitch, I'm aiming at your spleen, I am all up in your scene You ran off, that's the pussiest shit I've ever seen That shit be pussy, and you know it's M.O.E. that be the team If you talkin', all this shit will punch a boy and make him lean If you talkin' like you wanna hit the chopper, then we hit him, then we get him, then we drop him Then we pop him, yeah, you know just how we rockin' If he talkin', he can get the clip We pull up on the fuckin' block and fuckin' let it rip My homies really crazy, really down to get a hit We tryna drop him, tryna pop him, tryna pop a lick We out here hustle for the paper, tryna set up dope He keep on dissin' in them song's a pussy, gon' get poked I keep apply all the pressure, then I bet he choke I call up chase him with the .40 and we let him blow I'm stalking all up out his house I'm tryna get him But if I catch him lakin', I'm blustin', I'm tryna kill him I'ma catch him lakin', do him, bad and up at every angle If he talkin' all this shit with pussy, bitch, well, I'ma stain you You know that I'ma catch you in your block with this 30 clip When we catch you lakin', hit that bitch and make him do a flip When I see his bitch, she over here, she tryna do a split And when I bust his head, I swear to God that he get blow a kiss Me and Chase all in the booth, you know we run this shit If you wanna talk all of this shit, well, I be gunnin' shit If the pitcher throw me a fastball, well, then I'm bunting shit If I catch him lakin', bust his head, well, I'ma f*ck a bitch You know I'm pressin' the booth, you know we really steppin' But if I pull up on that boy with this lil Smith & Wesson This .45 is just like Jordan, I'ma fuckin' cross him Like Earl Thomas, I'ma get him, I'ma fuckin' hawk him You know I'm pressin' the booth and I can switch the flow You know I'm pressin', this bitch can't get by with any ho You know he swervin' in his bitch and, bitch, I got a pole But if you motherfuckin' push, I'ma let him know I catch him lakin', bust his head, then I don't give a f*ck I get him lakin', bust his head, and I don't give a f*ck We catch him lakin', bust his head, and I don't give a f*ck You know we tryna get him and that's why we tryna, yeah I'm tryna shake his, I'm tryna shake his soul I'm tryna take a pole, but this bitch be talkin' all this shit Well, I'ma let you know
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