HopOut2x - DDN

Gang, ayy, yeah Hop out two times, shit maybe three, yeah
Ayy, gang Heard they wanna knock me off, they see me dont do nun
I might play you close and slime you out I love sliming shit for fun
Remember when the beef got big I was fifteen, got my first gun

My brother died, I lost my mind I was tryna put shit straight past the sun
Got me screaming out, red run Stand yo 10, don't never run
I can't never go back to the days I broke up in them slums
I put the Glock up in his face And now his ass speaking in tongues

You gotta move around, you reached for this I'm cutting off your arm
Been having dreams, they out to get me No, it ain't gon' be too long
I been telling God, forgive me Even though I still do wrong
Told that bitch,i don't do relationships Just give me all your dome

Don't tell me what you finna do Lil' bruh, just show me what you on
I hit the trap, put up the racks And grab a bag and then I'm gone
If you ain't talking bout no money Don't hit my phone, just leave me alone
I don't need no help to step on shit I step all on my own

Let's be real, is you really standing 10 when shit go wrong
Let's go to war, you ready or what? It's time to slide, you sliding or what
We slidin' late night with the sticks in the truck
Don't tell me you scared, just go stick em up

Switch on the Glock so you can't een duck wjat happen to buddy the chop ate em up
The ambulance coming to pick his ass up All that talking for what
I'm shooting like Dame in the Clutch they Counting me out, now I'm doubling up
I'm making em mad how I'm fucking em up I'm smoking a blunt while she's sucking me up

Hop out the V, ain't going for none I'll still fight your ass and put down my gun
I'm stuck in the trap for a month, running shit up
Riding with packs in the trunk, oh God
Heard they wanna knock me out, they see me, don't do none

I might play you close and slime you out, love sliming shit for fun
Remember when the Beef got big, I was 15, got my first gun
My brother died, I lost my mind, I was trying to put shit straight past the sun
Got me screaming out Red Run, stand your 10, don't never run

I can't never go back to the days I broke up in them slums
I put the Glock up in his face and now his ass speaking in tongues
You gotta move around, you reached for this, I'm cutting off your arm
Don't even try to reach for this, I'm cutting off your arm

Gang

Written by:
Corey Cobb

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