Paroles de la chanson Oppanese par Fredo Bang
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Paroles de la chanson Oppanese par Fredo Bang
(Uno got the streets going crazy)
(I told 'em PJ got them tracks)
Say something, spray something, I make it sound off
Draco hold a hunnid, I done knocked the whole crowd off
(Yo Uzi, run that shit up)
I don't need no nigga to vouch for me (Vouch for me), my body count gon' speak (Baow, baow)
Bitch tryna bring up opps, I told that ho, "I don't speak Oppanese" (Bitch)
She like, "Why you keep me 'round? But it's the top and drop some knees (Gyeah, gyaeh, gyeah)
They want me in the cell, they tryna stop me like monopoly
(I told 'em PJ got them tracks)
Say something, spray something, I make it sound off
Draco hold a hunnid, I done knocked the whole crowd off
(Yo Uzi, run that shit up)
I don't need no nigga to vouch for me (Vouch for me), my body count gon' speak (Baow, baow)
Bitch tryna bring up opps, I told that ho, "I don't speak Oppanese" (Bitch)
She like, "Why you keep me 'round? But it's the top and drop some knees (Gyeah, gyaeh, gyeah)
They want me in the cell, they tryna stop me like monopoly
Oh, oh, dissing in his feelings, I ain't trippin', he just talk loud (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Pull up or a mil' up out the cell, it's just three eight-ball
All my opps got bullet holes, you can ask them what that Drac' 'bout
I'm not friendly, I got bodies, so my bidness, you should stay out
I quit sipping syrup, I can't doze off (I can't doze off)
Choppa spittin', get to rippin' all the doors off (Doors off)
He was a troll, that shit got old, I made him doze off (I made him, pew-pew, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Blood up on my shoes, now I'm tryna wash his soul off
Pull up or a mil' up out the cell, it's just three eight-ball
All my opps got bullet holes, you can ask them what that Drac' 'bout
I'm not friendly, I got bodies, so my bidness, you should stay out
I quit sipping syrup, I can't doze off (I can't doze off)
Choppa spittin', get to rippin' all the doors off (Doors off)
He was a troll, that shit got old, I made him doze off (I made him, pew-pew, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Blood up on my shoes, now I'm tryna wash his soul off
I quit sipping the syrup, I can't doze off (I can't doze off)
Choppa spittin', get to rippin' all the doors off (Doors off)
He was a troll, that shit got old, I made him doze off (I made him, pew-pew, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Blood up on my shoes, now I'm tryna wash his soul off
Say something, spray something, I make it sound off
Draco hold a hunnid, I done knocked the whole crowd off
I don't really know what I'm doin' (Baow, baow), yeah
We get the drop, we on your ass, we make these niggas vacate (Baow, baow)
Choppa spittin', get to rippin' all the doors off (Doors off)
He was a troll, that shit got old, I made him doze off (I made him, pew-pew, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Blood up on my shoes, now I'm tryna wash his soul off
Say something, spray something, I make it sound off
Draco hold a hunnid, I done knocked the whole crowd off
I don't really know what I'm doin' (Baow, baow), yeah
We get the drop, we on your ass, we make these niggas vacate (Baow, baow)
Pop a nigga, do some time, we call that shit a vacay (We call that shit a vacay)
Choppa sing, make it ring, better call for mayday (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Catch 'em slippin', they go nuts 'cause they know it's payday (Brrr), wait
Oh, oh, they say it's money on my head, they on my coat-tail (Yeah, yeah)
Why you waiting? I got niggas at ya doorbell
Yeah, I drop twenty, I drop thirty if it's smoke there
Last time I checked, I think my youngin' took a soul there
I quit sipping syrup, I can't doze off (I can't doze off)
Choppa spittin', get to rippin' all the doors off (Doors off)
Choppa sing, make it ring, better call for mayday (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Catch 'em slippin', they go nuts 'cause they know it's payday (Brrr), wait
Oh, oh, they say it's money on my head, they on my coat-tail (Yeah, yeah)
Why you waiting? I got niggas at ya doorbell
Yeah, I drop twenty, I drop thirty if it's smoke there
Last time I checked, I think my youngin' took a soul there
I quit sipping syrup, I can't doze off (I can't doze off)
Choppa spittin', get to rippin' all the doors off (Doors off)
He was a troll, that shit got old, I made him doze off (I made him, pew-pew, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Blood up on my shoes, now I'm tryna wash his soul off
I quit sipping syrup, I can't doze off (I can't doze off)
Choppa spittin', get to rippin' all the doors off (Doors off)
He was a troll, that shit got old, I made him doze off (I made him, pew-pew, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Blood up on my shoes, now I'm tryna wash his soul off
Blood up on my shoes, now I'm tryna wash his soul off
I quit sipping syrup, I can't doze off (I can't doze off)
Choppa spittin', get to rippin' all the doors off (Doors off)
He was a troll, that shit got old, I made him doze off (I made him, pew-pew, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Blood up on my shoes, now I'm tryna wash his soul off
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