Correction Lyrics O.P.P. by DJ Paul

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Lyrics

You an opp n***a
You an opp n***a
You an opp n***a
You an opp n***a
You an opp n***a

You's an opp if an opp with you, ain't got time to play
Got this iced out AP on my wrist, b*t*h, I got time today
We off liquor, takin' shots, yeah, I brought my nine today
Catch a fish with the tartar sauce is what I'm tryna say
Told Paul, "Play the beat," did it all from A to Z, who the f**k fadin' me?
I bleed the scene, brand new AMG, leave a n***a on A&E
Don't play with me, it ain't no game with me, just good aim with me
Your gang, that ain't no gang to me, you n***as lame to me
I went on two licks with two sticks and two Crips for two days
With two TECs and two K's, for new fits and new J's
My new b*t*h go two ways, them bricks gone, it's too late
Them two blicks on two opps, take two shots, it's touché

Say you on your block and we gon' come and knock your block off
Say you on top and we gon' come and knock your top off
Oh, you in the drop? Yeah, them bullets gеttin' dropped off
Say you poppin' shots, we won't let you gеt a shot off
Say you with the steppers, we gon' knock them n***as' socks off
Say you want fire, we gon' come and turn the pots off
G's all around me and we Gucci, not the knockoff
Lookin' for them chickens in your kitchen with the hot sauce
You an opp, you an opp and you know (With the hot sauce)
You an opp, you an opp and you know (With the hot sauce)
You an opp, you an opp and you know (With the hot sauce)
You an opp, you an opp and you know

I was sliding down your block looking for an opp n***a
Pulled up in a drop-top just so I can drop n***as
Thought he was gon' blow up 'til the blower had to pop n***as
Hit his a** at 12 on the dot, he a cop n***a
And notice ain't no fantasy, I keep that blam with me
If this b*t*h jam with me, so what? You can't go hand-to-hand with me
Tell me how was it your b*t*h if she was with me? Explain it, n***a
Catch you reaching for your blick then we gon' entertain it n***a
Now you slipping in your whip and we gon' see, flame a n***a
Cut your cable off, we gon' hit you and your neighbor n***a
Turn them tables 'round, why you praying? God can't save you n***a
Now go lay your n***a, all them chances we done gave them n***as
Heard you

Say you on your block and we gon' come and knock your block off
Say you on top and we gon' come and knock your top off
Oh, you in the drop? Yeah, them bullets gettin' dropped off
Say you poppin' shots, we won't let you get a shot off
Say you with the steppers, we gon' knock them n***as' socks off
Say you want fire, we gon' come and turn the pots off
G's all around me and we Gucci, not the knockoff
Lookin' for them chickens in your kitchen with the hot sauce
You an opp, you an opp and you know (With the hot sauce)
You an opp, you an opp and you know (With the hot sauce)
You an opp, you an opp and you know (With the hot sauce)
You an opp, you an opp and you know

You an opp n***a
You an opp n***a
You an opp n***a
You an opp n***a
You an opp n***a
You an opp n***a
You an opp n***a
You an opp n***a
You an opp n***a
You an opp n***a
You an opp n***a
You an opp n***a
You an opp n***a

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