EveryOpp Shot

[Intro: Reese Loc]
Grrah
Don't run, don't die
I'm bussin off the 30 right now
Worda my deads

[Chorus: Reese Loc]
I'm off the wock, what we doin?
Five had the knocks (the knocks) he didn't use it
I pop a 30, drugs I abuse it
I be geeking, I spin off the mez (worda bro)
I'm smoking Jay6ix and I said what I said (jay6ixxx)
Free Charlie, we gon put em to rest
New opp died, got me tapping my neck (new opp died)
They know what we do when we go down the steps

[Verse 1: Reese Loc]
Faceshot, I can't aim for the leg
I'm tryna sweep a nigga to his dez
I'm tryna blitz, he loafin off the mez
Everything K and I said what I said (worda bro)
They know how I get when they mеntion the deads
Buggout died, thеy was pumping his chest (new opp)
Nazzy, Blay, Chii, Stretch
Oh my god, what happened to Lay?

[Verse 2: Sugarhill DeDe]
He try to run (grah) but I flick (like)
Like, I remember them days tryna blitz (gang-gang)
Bend through, with the ribs (grah)
Bro, C Blu nigga, he a bitch (grrah)
Bro, hopping niggas onna nick (like, grrah, grrah)
I can't wait till I run into Zah onna mitch (like)
Like, back out my gun (gang-gang)
DeDe the menace, was never a bitch (a bitch)

[Verse 3: Popolits 6ix]
Two tact, no mask, nigga know who the driver (on bro)
Damn, {?} burning like fire
Since Jay Bop died, I been going crazy (grrah, ahh, grrah)
Yeah, I don't know why everybody hate me
Cause I be outside on the daily (cause nobody outside when I'm)
Spinning thru baily
Go on a night, spinning thru {dere?}
(that boy lucky that he wasn't) there

[Verse 4: Reese Loc]
I'm off the 30, I'm bussin (worda bro)
We lost Notti, not going for nothing
If I don't got the g, Imma rush em
Back out bro, they blitz, Imma up it (broad day)
I said ooh but that boy started ducking
Reverse the v, that boy started running (on bro)
He disappeared so no I ain't uppin
Ran to the p's, on live, he was bluffin (nah he ain't do that)

[Verse 5: Sugarhill DeDe]
Like, they know my bop (grah)
Like, take a trip to they block (to they block)
I can't wait till I catch me a wock (ahh)
Nigga Melben my brother, he dumping the chop
Lay, Lotti, got poked (lottiiii)
Like, nigga, this shit not a joke (not a joke)
Run up on me nigga Imma throw (grah-grah)
Bro Sdot a bitch, he was never on go (never on go)

[Chorus: Reese Loc]
I'm off the wock, what we doin?
Five had the knocks (the knock) he didn't use it
I pop a 30, drugs I abuse it
I be geeking, I spin off the mez (worda bro)
I'm smoking Jay6ix and I said what I said (jay6ixxx)
Free {?} we gon put em to rest
New opp died, got me tapping my neck (new opp died)
They know what we do when we go down the steps