Opp Bop (feat. Da Real JD)

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The f*ck wrong with these niggas JD
Thats why I stay out the way
Cause I know ill go to an extreme for real
If I'm pushed there
I try to be as calm as I possibly can
Yeah we known to make the block hot
Pop pop
Don't know no nigga that block shots
Hot top
I'm a soldier I can spot opps
Ras clat
At ya door Im hollin knock knock
Glock glock
Take his dope and make it rock rock
Rock rock
Hit my phone so you can shop shop
Shop shop
Take the whip and hit the chop shop
Chop shop
First the stick and then the mop mop
Make a opp bop
They hit the block we chop the whip
Let off chops no lip
This old k still got a dirty clip
Im still running through paint shops
Cause I'm still running through whips
My trap house do flips
Pay for that low and hop on that mission too
Run a nigga down then hop back in that 392
Nigga mad say I switched
Nigga mad cause I grew
Feelin like King Von
I was born to shoot
With these jewels on my neck
Feeling like I got the juice
Standing on the block
With the same nigga shot at Chu
Remember you called me
When them niggas shot at Chu
And what I do
Spin the block and make it hot
Yeah we known to make the block hot
Pop pop
Don't know no nigga that block shots
Hot top
I'm a soldier I can spot opps
Ras clat
At ya door Im hollin knock knock
Glock glock
Take his dope and make it rock rock
Rock rock
Hit my phone so you can shop shop
Shop shop
Take the whip and hit the chop shop
Chop shop
First the stick and then the mop mop
Make a opp bop
Pat em down
See if he still gangsta when a savage round
You gon have to smoke me
For they ever see me backing down
I pull up a crack a Niggas jaw
While I'm packing rounds
Skip the town
Posted in the ritz
With them crackers round
I don't know nothing bout nothing
That's how I actually sound
Ill black over bills
Better duck before the daffy sound
Niggas get real fly til they die
Watch me crash em down
I leave a nigga boat rockin
Bitch who laughing now
I'm spazzing now
Nose on that 44 like a basset hound
Watch it sniff around
It's duct tape around the plastic now
Rusty revolver tetanus shots
Ain't gotta stash the rounds
Big dog status in the hood
I ain't lassie clowns
Yeah we known to make the block hot
Pop pop
Don't know no nigga that block shots
Hot top
I'm a soldier I can spot opps
Ras clat
At ya door Im hollin knock knock
Glock glock
Take his dope and make it rock rock
Rock rock
Hit my phone so you can shop shop
Shop shop
Take the whip and hit the chop shop
Chop shop
First the stick and then the mop mop
Make a opp bop

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