Bando Kutta - Fuck da Opps 2

I don’t need no bodyguard walk wit two blicks in my britches
ride wit sticks inside the car as if the opps ain’t out here snitchin
30 packed right in the glizzy gladly cap a nigga fitted
bout a bag or kus you diss me only options just come wit it
Dey kno bandok astar weighin rocks up in the kitchen
rolled yo Brodie in gar soon as the rugar got extended
we gettin litty bout lil rod drop that k we make u feel it
knock the engine out the car heard his brain came out his temple
tradai trynna bound to spinn again im bout ima bond out the system
ion give bout nothing less it’s sliding for niggas
swear to god u shouldn’t of diss him
now we gotta clear dat business
move wit caution 4 u enter
4hunna wops inside the city
fuck them opps in every city
body dropping wen we spinnin shooting like I’m Scotty pimpin
think u rockin u gone get it
sweap you right up off yo tennis got dem bodies that been missing
got my windows super tinted look like I’m riding something different
to hit Dey block Dey if they don’t climb it make em dive over dem fences
I got bodies dey got bodies still we want war with everybody
how we rocking flippin choppas tear yo shit
move around it
bitch ain’t none you gone do about it
got my glit we you on got it
yeahhh bando got tha kutta Witt em trynna pop sumn
stand up and that paint right foot my pevit I will not run turn up
cross the west draco made a mess this a hot gun
pass the K goofys DOA get tha job done
fuck the Jakes we don’t press the brakes we outside in traffic
Issa race gogo get away wit my inspector gadget
now we paid I done bought a chain run up try n grab it
you gone play leave you behind tha tape see yo ass on Saturday
MH GANG

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