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[Verse 1]
30 clique killer
Free my fuckin' ****
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Gang
[Verse 2]
Like where they though? (Where they?)
Where they all hidin'? (Where they at?)
Jump in the hoopty
Make DeeDee drive it (Drive that)
I heard there was opps on the block, so come, let's go find 'em
I heard there was opps on the block, so come, let's go find 'em
[Verse 3]
It's like free Bucky B
I know he's holdin' shit down in ISIS (My fuckin' ****)
Like this time last year Belmarsh, I was bakin' off with the lifers
Right now I'm kinda pissed off
I ain't really tryna breach my license (Fuck it, man)
And I been on the run for a year now
It's long, I keep dashing from the sirens
B Sides's where the G's at
That's the home of the convicts
Like come take a trip round my block, ****
If you think you're on shit
Like they don't want smoke
Nah, they don't want conflict (No way)
Dem boys there some actors
And dem boy, they ain't on piss
[Verse 4]
Like where they though? (Where they?)
Where they all hidin'? (Where they at?)
Jump in the hoopty
Make DeeDee drive it (Drive that)
I heard there was opps on the block, so come, let's go find 'em
I heard there was opps on the block, so come, let's go find 'em
[Verse 5]
Want shit from a yute man
Ask anyone, I've been bad from a pickney
Like man are still duckin' and divin'
And the pigs, God, are still tryna nick me (Man, fuck off, man)
This **** say he's on me, what, he's on me?
Then I told him come get me (I'm out there)
Dip-dip through a man's back, then my Rambo punctures man's kidney
The opps dem talk too much
They do a whole load of tweakin'
Like catch a man lackin' in the B's
Gonna hold a lot more than a beatin' (Ay, cheff him up)
Little D, KK Arzi will stab man up for no reason
That's bare skiddin' there in the ding-dong
Wheel spin, the tires all screechin' (Skrrt-skrrt)
Couple man banned from the ends
And dem boy there can't come back (No way)
Dem boys there some pussies
Dem man there watched me get stabbed in my back (Neeks)
And it don't make sense
Cah now dem man wan' talk bad on tracks (Love, man)
But I licked a stain with dem man
Then I stain dem man for ten bags cash
Ups and the kitties know me
I'm the one they get their gear from
Talk about twenty-five shots in a MAC
But you've never been near one
Pull up on your block with the dots
Live corn, I ain't lettin' off air guns
The 12-gauge sound like thunder
The ting nearly burst out my eardrums
[Verse 6]
Like where they though? (Where they?)
Where they all hidin'? (Where they at?)
Jump in the hoopty
Make DeeDee drive it (Drive that)
I heard there was opps on the block, so come, let's go find 'em
I heard there was opps on the block, so come, let's go find 'em
[Verse 7]
My shorty line up them shotters
Made dem think she's a toppers (Badders)
Drop top, she gives sloppers
And she gives man a green light on them oppers (Green light)
Now he's talkin' how he wanna bun me
Then get your bands up, you little dumb neek
When I'm out of town, yeah, that's country
With three hundred shots in my bum cheeks
Me and myself in the trap
Slang that work, reload on the pack
Feens bust feens cah I'm known and I'm black
Hella footwork, I ship O's to the kats
Mash couple months, go home in a cab
Then I jump in the shower and I throw down a stack
Fling on my trackie, roll back to the trap
Then I send out the text, let them know that I'm back
Graveyard shifts in the trap
Made a run up on burst to a keys (Now go bust that)
The other day I had to smack chick
Cah she was runnin' up her mouth, gettin' lippy (Shut the fuck up)
My **** just came with the reload
Cut up the 'caine with a flicky (Chop it up)
Untie the bag of the bujj
All the dust got me feelin' kinda dizzy
[Verse 8]
Like where they though? (Where they?)
Where they all hidin'? (Where they at?)
Jump in the hoopty
Make DeeDee drive it (Drive that)
I heard there was opps on the block, so come, let's go find 'em
I heard there was opps on the block, so come, let's go find 'em
(Get dem done)
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