DEAD OPPS

Netuh
$teezy

[Verse 1: Broc $teezy]
Fuckin with me, fuck with the whole team
You talking that small please
Bitch i'm a smoke fiend
Run up on you i'm a part of your whole team
I got this Glock beamed
9 milly and it's resting him 6 feet
Watching them all bleed
Ain't seen a siren till I rest in peace
I want the whole thing
If a motherfucker gettin a step in i'm bustin
I ain't give no warnin, I just bang clips, give a fuck bout discussin
I got them racks in, give a fuck about a bitch she givin me neck quick
I got my tags in, my Glock on me homie i'm never lackin

Up in these streets, fuckin with me i'm a part of you, please
All you bitches that say that with еase, i'm runnin up I got shooters on me
Keep talkin shit, that hatin is wеak
Just talkin that money, ain't seen you in weeks
I'm up in the c with yo bitch on my seat
She rollin my blunts, i'm drippin the scene

[Interlude: Broc $teezy]
Listen up, listen up all you punk ass, bitch ass, motherfuckers
Talkin all that shit, thinkin you hard or sum
Run up
Run the fuck up, do sum pussy
I hear y'all talkin that shit, run it
40k shoot

[Verse 2: Witchhouse40k]
Pull up you know that i'm poppin out
I keep the 9 on my body to pop em now, shot em out
I keep a lot on my conscience, I walk out the coffin and die with my glocky out
What
They pull up alone get they soul snatched
Call on your gang knock his crow back
I smoke on my enemy, bone pack, stay where the ghost at

Y-you pussy you know that, fuck with the gang you get toe tagged, never roll fast
I been doin em dirty, I pull up alone where the smoke at, yuh
Shoot at your whole pack, fuck what they say, line em up they get blown back
I'm selling his soul fast, snatching his body and ain't give his soul back
Here with the gang and we shot em out