CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Free My Opps
You stuck up in those streets, ain't no escape
Still ain’t no hold on fuck with bro, how can he know he snake?
I take me 2, 3, to the dome soon as I'm alone
My demons ridin' with me, pray to God I make it home
I grew up ’round some killers doin' shit you never knew
You grew up on the other side, so we don't fuck with you
Fell out with gang, he wasn't with me, it was time to go
I dove in head first in that water, like, "Geronimo"
I gave my all out to the streets, they still ain't show me love
I almost died, but I ain't dead, them niggas owe me blood
Can't let shit slide, my homie died, them niggas owe me cuz
It's free my opps, don’t want ’em locked, them niggas know wassup
That's just the streets in me
Free all the opps
They think it’s hate when it's not
Die for this gang how I rock
Spinnin' they blocks, that's how we test all of these chops
I get a rush when they drop
My niggas true, learned put trust in a few
Slidin’ just somethin' we do
Love for the crew
Niggas they came and hit one, we gotta go and get two
'Cause niggas be terrified, go [?] and no [?] inside
His homies gon' post that he dead, it's gon' verify
We [?] inside
I tatted my hood and my block where I hang
Go with your gut if it's strange
(Range Rove' sittin' in the rain)
Smokin' on pain
Niggas scream "gang," they ain't change
(Backwood, put it to the flame)
Heart full of heart, pocket full of blues
Love when I win, but I learn when I lose
How a nigga hate? Can't fit a nigga shoes
Heard his hood got hit, man, I hate to hear the news
Heart full of heart, pocket full of blues
Love when I win, but I learn when I lose
How a nigga hate? Can't fit a nigga shoes
Heard his hood got hit, man, I hate to hear the news
You stuck up in those streets, ain't no escape
Still ain't no hold on fuck with bro, how can he know he snake?
I take me 2, 3, to the dome soon as I'm alone
My demons ridin' with me, pray to God I make it home
I grew up 'round some killers doin' shit you never knew
You grew up on the other side, so we don't fuck with you
Fell out with gang, he wasn't with me, it was time to go
I dove in head first in that water, like, "Geronimo"
I gave my all out to the streets, they still ain't show me love
I almost died, but I ain't dead, them niggas owe me blood
Can't let shit slide, my homie died, them niggas owe me cuz
It's free my opps, don't want 'em locked, them niggas know wassup
That's just the streets in me
Still ain’t no hold on fuck with bro, how can he know he snake?
I take me 2, 3, to the dome soon as I'm alone
My demons ridin' with me, pray to God I make it home
I grew up ’round some killers doin' shit you never knew
You grew up on the other side, so we don't fuck with you
Fell out with gang, he wasn't with me, it was time to go
I dove in head first in that water, like, "Geronimo"
I gave my all out to the streets, they still ain't show me love
I almost died, but I ain't dead, them niggas owe me blood
Can't let shit slide, my homie died, them niggas owe me cuz
It's free my opps, don’t want ’em locked, them niggas know wassup
That's just the streets in me
Free all the opps
They think it’s hate when it's not
Die for this gang how I rock
Spinnin' they blocks, that's how we test all of these chops
I get a rush when they drop
My niggas true, learned put trust in a few
Slidin’ just somethin' we do
Love for the crew
Niggas they came and hit one, we gotta go and get two
'Cause niggas be terrified, go [?] and no [?] inside
His homies gon' post that he dead, it's gon' verify
We [?] inside
I tatted my hood and my block where I hang
Go with your gut if it's strange
(Range Rove' sittin' in the rain)
Smokin' on pain
Niggas scream "gang," they ain't change
(Backwood, put it to the flame)
Heart full of heart, pocket full of blues
Love when I win, but I learn when I lose
How a nigga hate? Can't fit a nigga shoes
Heard his hood got hit, man, I hate to hear the news
Heart full of heart, pocket full of blues
Love when I win, but I learn when I lose
How a nigga hate? Can't fit a nigga shoes
Heard his hood got hit, man, I hate to hear the news
You stuck up in those streets, ain't no escape
Still ain't no hold on fuck with bro, how can he know he snake?
I take me 2, 3, to the dome soon as I'm alone
My demons ridin' with me, pray to God I make it home
I grew up 'round some killers doin' shit you never knew
You grew up on the other side, so we don't fuck with you
Fell out with gang, he wasn't with me, it was time to go
I dove in head first in that water, like, "Geronimo"
I gave my all out to the streets, they still ain't show me love
I almost died, but I ain't dead, them niggas owe me blood
Can't let shit slide, my homie died, them niggas owe me cuz
It's free my opps, don't want 'em locked, them niggas know wassup
That's just the streets in me
