Dead Opps Songtext
von Y&R Mookey

This some big murda shit
Yeah, this some big murda shit
Gang

They popped up out the cut and tried to leave a nigga dead
I got grazed, Slugga shot back, Bree should′ve left 'em dead
Roll that opp pack, know we dropped that, fuck that nigga Red
You ain′t gon pop that, better stop that, better use your head
Swing they corner, they dead, jump out with that lead
Fuck the opps, they scared, they ain't gon come where we at
Gotta watch the feds, know they want my head
He got popped and ain't do shit, he the one who scared


Fuck it, smoke some Red, she gon′ use her head instead
Off them drugs, tweakin′, geekin', bitch, I′m full of meds
Catch a slug, tryna sneak me, catch one in the head
Rock the plug for the season, leave the city red
Smokin' 23, he got a nigga tweakin′ out
On Melvin Street, tryna bend the block, and leave you leakin' out
Just give me a reason, I′ma show you what that speech about
Pull right on side you with that Drac', and knock your speakers out

Oh, you tweakin' now? (Huh?)
All on live for your fans, that′s the reason how
Nigga end up goin′ to Shands, head bleedin' out
Make him do the running man, tryna get from ′round
With that four-pound