
Lyrics & meaning
Dead Opps (Clean Version)
DD Osama, Notti Osama
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(Elvis)
(Yo, Nanzo, turn this up)
(Ransom, you ****** this up)
Grrah, grrah
Every opp shot
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like
OY, like
Grrah
I don′t care if he Blood or he Crip
If he jackin’ the opps, anybody get hit
*****, I′m a demon, all I do is click
For 83, the Devil, I’ma let it rip (grrah, grrah)
C-HII had died, nobody gon’ slide (C-HII)
I′m a devil, just look at my eyes
I′m only 14 wit’ a Glock on my side
If I catch me an opp, bullets rip through his spine
Ayo Notti, just creep
**** all the knocks, beat him out his sneaks
Talkin′ on bro, could get left on the scene (like)
Got a grip, blue dot, good beam (grrah)
Setty, your mom, she a bum and a fiend
Do her dirty, put her on her knees
Bro came home and he still wanna squeeze
Opp ****** got shot and took it on the hop
Spin back, all black and flock
*****, we them ‘ooters, runnin′ from the cops (grrah)
I can never lack, *****, no way (like)
Me and Notti, we blitz both way
‘Til he spot ′em a Drilly, he click, he spray
Spot ’em a-, he clickin’
(Spot ′em a-, he clickin′ Spot ’em a Drilly, he clickin′, spray)
It get heavy, it get messy (messy)
Try to run up, hit him and his bestie (bestie)
Spin the eight and we lookin’ for Nesty
I spot ′em, I got ’em, send him to his bestie
When I hop out the V, let it squeeze
Spin 8-OH, tryna catch me a Gz
We sip Henny, no, we don′t sip muddy (muddy)
He can get shot if he hop like a bunny (bunny)
Like, the kid is a demon, hit a six, he’ll spin for no reason
JJ the six, pop out, only season (grrah, grrah)
He’ll ′oot, have a ***** wheezin′, like
And bro from the six, you can tell, he ain’t goin′ for ****
Bro spot a, shh, get beat wit’ the-
Bro spot a-, get beat wit′ the blick, grrah
I don’t care if he Blood or he Crip
If he jackin′ the opps, anybody get hit (grrah)
*****, I’m a demon, all I do is click (grrah)
For AD the Devil, I’ma let it rip
C-Hii had died, nobody gon′ slide (C-HII)
I′m a devil, just look at my eyes
I’m only 14 wit′ a Glock on my side
If I catch me an opp, bullets rip through his spine (grrah, grrah, grrah)
Every opp shot, *****
Suck my ****
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah
Grrah, grrah-grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah
