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O.D.A (Part 2)
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KillaMobb 'til the death of me .40 Glock on the left of me Give a opp a problem if he testin' me Never let a n***a get the best of me I reach for the steal, Patrick Beverley I look like a killer, what the f**k, I make a n***a step to me I don't ever talk, I let the weapon speak I be blowin' sh*t like a referee You don't know what happened, you can't quеstion me Changed on my own and she'll prеssure me Couple homies died, may they rest in peace And my OG crazy, she be stressin' me I'm up writin' songs, I don't never sleep When I make it, I'ma buy a restaurant For them cold nights, I ain't never eat If you lookin' for me, b*t*h, I'm up North Where the drug dealers and the felons be Couple Mickey Cobras, couple Vice Lords But we all throwing up the letter T And that’s TimTim Gang, if you add a K Bullets hits your brain, then we drive away Now I'm switchin' lanes Since fifteen, this sh*t been the same It's like "Eh, yeah, this a different pain" When it's wartime, all the n***as train Beam on the gun, that's specific aim Pistol bouncin' like hydraulics It's gon' drop its top when that Smith& bang Tell his OG, "If our baby wanna be with this sh*ts, then he gettin' changed" Pull up where the bricks hang With revolver it shells, I call it Adele I love how that b*t*h sang CPDK, and I'm GDK F**k every n***a with that black and blue Sippin' trap juice, while I crack the deuce F**k Pappy gang, they be with the opps So get on they a** what I gotta do I be droppin' rakes down there every day Throw it up, I'm dumpin' like an alley-oop You don't want the gang comin' after you They pop out the cut , start attackin' you Leader of my team, I'm who they pa** to Like Kyle Korver, I just catch and shoot Couple old head still shootin' sh*t like Uncle Drew My lil' n***as get it crackin' too Couple b*t*hes with it, they be clappin' too Everybody shootin', that's a million rounds Slide through your block, knock the buildings down N***as posted up, we gon' blick 'em down Clip through and shoot some more if we still around Heard you got a gun but you still a clown Ain't sh*t changed You ain't tryna let sh*t bang If the opps catch, you would flip gangs N***as move front 'cause they b*t*h made Look Said we gon' take off but they don't believe us I picture the gang at the top with our feet up They gon' wanna beat us and we undefeated, can't nobody beat us O.D.A., we so reckless Best sh*t's finna happen when all of us meet up Ya foldin' on a word Whole gang get to clappin', they spazzin' the T up Hit the mall, spend the bands, hit the block then I re up I'm chasin' this guap, ain't got time for no teachers I sweat on the court, while you hate from the bleachers Trap juice got me stuck, poured up by the liter Speed through the city in steamers Night time, we have glizzy with beamers Twin Glocks, Tamera and Tia They'll do your whole team like some eaters Pipe loud like it came with a speaker Banana clips, go ape like Caesar Puttin' stripes on my name like Adidas I'm a cold-hearted n***a with that heater In that hoodie, all black, Grim Reaper If we leave, take off when I see ya We might die, take a flight like Aaliyah We might die, take a flight like— Gang Yeah, man, you already know, man It's Lil Polo from thirteen double-O, man O.D.A. 420 boy sh*t, man Shoutout my boy Gino, shoutout my boy Mike Durb, man We a brothership, not a gang, you stupid-a** n***as, f**k you talkin' bout? Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, yeah, all that, all that, all that
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