Fucc The Opps (Interlude)

[Verse]
Let 'em know right off the rip, fuck the opps (The opps)
Fuck your hood, fuck your street, nigga, fuck your block (Punk-ass niggas)
I do them niggas somethin' cold and get back in the wind
The streets love that gang shit and I'm at it again (They took your shit, nigga)
I just told my nigga Steelz we them niggas now (We them niggas)
I heard them niggas lookin' for us, we be in the town (What?)
Is that them niggas right there? Roll the windows down (Roll them down)
Okay, that's them, cut the lights, nigga, spin around
I pull up, jump out, I pull that thump out
You don't want no smoke, chopper knock a nigga lung out (Boom)
Really from the trenches, outside when the sun out (We outside, nigga)
You heard it was some killers out thеre, so you don't come out
Nigga, you a bitch and your gang too (You a bitch)
You niggas scatterеd like hoes when we came through (Straight marched)
Ran like bitches, we bounced out
Airin' extensions, you ran in the house
Bullets flew through grandma kitchen, you should've listened
These streets don't love nothin', bitch, we cold, nigga (We cold, nigga)
Look at all these killers and these gold diggers (And these gold diggers)
Watch for all these scammers and these hoes, nigga (And these noes)
Before them 5.56s take your soul, nigga (Brr)
Slidin' 'round with Dracs, we ain't askin' for no feature price (For no feature)
Niggas actin' like some shit that they ain't even like (You don't like, nigga)
Twenty niggas run up in your spot, it ain't an even fight (This ain't even)
You seen us stompin' on your boy and you ain't even fight, stupid
I know you heard us Compton niggas ruthless
Shoot him right in front of his mama and chuck the deuces (Bitch, fuck your son)
Niggas give they life to the set until they lose it ('Til they lose it)
Had a chance to go to the league, the nigga blew it (Damn)
I don't just rap about it, nigga, I done really seen it (I really seen it)
So if I put it in my lyrics, bitch, I really mean it
How you supposed to feel when you grew up in the slums? (Slums)
When they ask you where you from, you better get yourself a gun
I said it
And mama said don't play in these streets (Don't play in these streets)
'Cause my niggas ain't playin' unless we playin' for keeps (We ain't playin' for keeps)
I'm talkin' shootouts in broad day (Broad day)
Niggas say they outside (Outside)
We gon' swing through that bitch trippin' and let that chop fly

[Outro]
I don't even know how I feel about it neither, man
That shit just goes on and on, you know
Next thing you know, somebody might try to smoke me
Don't matter, though
We all gotta go sometime, huh