Текст песни Opp Boyz - Yungeen Ace
Oh,
yeah,
you
know
who
the
opps,
niggas
just
be
speakin',
like
You,
you
know
I
ain't
speakin'
for
my
own,
this
shit
been
the
truth,
you
know?
Oh,
shit,
a
nigga
know
I
ain't
duckin'
no
action,
though
I
don't
hear
what?
What
up?
(Cutta,
we
rich)
Why
they
tryna
put
that
blame
on
me?
(Blame
on
me)
Walkin'
'round
my
city
with
all
these
chains
on
me
I
can't
leave
my
crib
without
that
flame
on
me,
yeah
I
can't
let
your
nigga
get
no
stain
on
me
All
of
my
dawgs,
they
gon'
slide
when
I
tell
them,
"Slide"
Puttin'
pressure
on
the
opps,
they
can't
come
outside
I'm
tryna
take,
like,
ten
of
yours
if
you
take
one
of
mine
It's
time
to
focus
on
the
M's,
the
murder
on
my
mind
And
I
got
murder
on
my
mind,
kill
anyone
against
me
Bitch,
I'm
'bout
my
business,
so
fuck
nigga,
don't
tempt
me
They
got
four
hundred
shots
in
this
car
(four
hundred
shots)
Steady
smokin'
dead
opps
in
this
Glock
Nigga
tryna
play,
boy,
you
know
I
run
my
bands
up
Boy,
you
broke
as
fuck,
tell
that
nigga
put
his
mans
up
(mans
up)
762,
this
shit
shootin'
out
the
Drac'
Free
Ksoo,
I
hope
you
beat
this
murder
case
If
you're
lookin'
for
my
mega
money
in
the
trap
Threw
away
my
other
phone,
I
had
a
feeling
it
was
tapped
No,
I
ain't
friendly
with
these
rappers,
I
know
all
these
niggas
cap
I've
been
tuning
in
my
city,
I
put
my
city
on
the
map
Why
they
tryna
put
that
blame
on
me?
(Blame
on
me)
Walkin'
'round
my
city
with
all
these
chains
on
me
(chains
on
me)
I
can't
leave
my
crib
without
that
flame
on
me,
yeah
I
can't
let
your
nigga
get
no
stain
on
me,
yeah
All
of
my
dawgs,
they
gon'
slide
when
I
tell
them,
"Slide"
Puttin'
pressure
on
the
opps,
they
can't
come
outside
I'm
tryna
take,
like,
ten
of
yours
if
you
take
one
of
mine
It's
time
to
focus
on
the
M's,
the
murder
on
my
mind
And
I
know
I
got
mad
love
for
my
bros
I
don't
make
a
move
without
my
pole
But
I
know
how
this
street
shit
go,
oh
I
ain't
Suuwoo,
but
I
wanna
see
blood
No
handout,
you
know
I
got
it
out
the
mud
Put
a
bag
on
his
head,
extra
cash
for
the
show
though
They
cut
my
footsteps
and
knock
off
the
show
Saw
my
nigga
down
bad,
told
'em
some
work
for
'em
I
bossed
up
in
life,
now
everybody
wanna
work
for
me
Everything
that
go
wrong,
they
put
the
blame
on
me
Ain't
gon'
stop
'til
my
body
underground,
six
feet
Why
they
tryna
put
that
blame
on
me?
(Blame
on
me)
Walkin'
'round
my
city
with
all
these
chains
on
me
(chains
on
me)
I
can't
leave
my
crib
without
that
flame
on
me,
yeah
I
can't
let
your
nigga
get
no
stain
on
me,
yeah
All
of
my
dawgs,
they
gon'
slide
when
I
tell
them,
"Slide"
Puttin'
pressure
on
the
opps,
they
can't
come
outside
I'm
tryna
take,
like,
ten
of
yours
if
you
take
one
of
mine
It's
time
to
focus
on
the
M's,
the
murder
on
my
mind
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