CAPA/TRACKLIST
Letra : 41 Bop
Grrah Grrah
Walk down gang, we gon' leave him to pieces (Graah)
Spot a opp I might up it and fire (Graah Graah)
Pa** me the Jiggy i'm tryna get higher (Graah Graah)
Put a O in his face like a tire (Graah)
Three deep I'm wit' Jenny and Miah
Opp thot she get hit through the wig
Like ima up I don't need an a**ist
Big EBK, I did what I did (Graah Graah Graah)
Like no
Where he go
Don't run red beam on his throat (Like what)
And the sh*t that I tote can't fit in my coat
Big gun it can't fit in my sweater
(When I spin, 30's are better)
She a thot she on top of the legs up
I'm a demon on court, ima threat
Suck my d**k Ek you next
Graah, she a thot 41 boppin'
Oh my god what happenеd to wait
How you tough you don't do what you claim
He not a 'ooter he don't put in pain
How you tough to deep and you coppеd it
I was 13 wit' a switch in my pocket
She a freak so I beat up the box
Like, she get nasty she know how to slop (Graah)
How you tryna be somethin' you not
And I'm big EOS n***a every opp shot
Like a package put 'em in a box
And they call me Dwayne
Cause I'm nice with The Rock
Me and Mellz to deep 2 beams 2 knocks
In the V gettin' diddy off dot
Ain't no case and yeah I did a lot
They gon' think ima janitor I came wit' a mop
He ain't tough when his back is a battery
Yeah these n***as be livin' in fantasy's
These n***as not really outside put the beam to his face he gotta face reality
Don't run
Where he go
He gon' get shot if he throw up a O
Everything deady everybody know and he look like a clown red beam on his nose
Don't run
Don't Trip, everything deady walkin' through they sh*t
Oh they mad 'cause they mans in a spliff
All the opp n***as suck my d**k
Grrah wa**up
Then it's lit
Suck my d**k Lefty you a b*t*h
Spinnin' through Courtland I'm bumpin' my sh*t
If he throw up a O then somebody get hit
She a thotty she bittin' the sheet
He tried to run but I already peep
Runnin' and dumpin' he think it's a dream
I can not f**k if that b*t*h is a keen
Send a Choppa it's hittin' his spleen
Bullets are nice so they makin' him lean grrah
Now I done made a scene
Ballin' on court 41 is a team
She tryna pull up, she don't need a license
I said Dotti is punchin' like Tyson
Spin in the morning I see the horizon
Like, i'm a sun 'cause the demon is rising
And the bullets conover rises
Spin in a V, I don't care 'bout a permit
Said that boy he got washed, detergent
Like if I get me a dono I earned it
I'm a dolo like I am a threat
And the beam is a chain like it stay on his chest
I get bigger don't get me upset
And these n***as is mad they can't run up a check
In the field, I'm playin' soccer
She a baddie she tote on the knocka
He tried to run he get turned into graba
Like, on the scene make it hot
Tata 41 bop in this sh*t (41 bop)
Movin' iffy I'm rockin' this sh*t (I'm ro-)
Runnin' plays like Popovich (Like what like damn)
Shordie she poppin' and lockin' it like (Grrah Grrah Grrah)
And the pu**y I'm beatin' it up (I'm beatin' it up)
And the d**k know she eatin' it up (She eatin' it up)
Turn off the V catchin' me in a truck (Catchin' me in a what)
Lotto got the Lotto he reedin' it up like damn (Reedin', reedin' it up)
Hold on swear that I'm clutch (Swear that i'm clutch like damn)
Kay up with the gun and he'll what (Grrah grrah grrah)
Then we bought then we knucklin' up (Like what)
Bro hop out controllin' the cut like (Grrah grrah grrah)
Two step leanin' off the lean (Off the lean)
Damn I got the knock wit' a beam (Wit' a beam)
I just been waiting I'm itchin' to creep (Itchin' to creep)
You feelin' froggy n***a better leave
Like woah told bro dump that boom (Grrah Grrah)
Run up on me I up that pole (Grrah Grrah)
And his bro got turned to a ghost (Grrah grrah grrah grrah grrah)
She a baddie the d**k in her throat
Drop down window click and click and click (Grrah Grrah Grrah)
Ima just click till it's empty (Go go)
And she in the back of the renty (Like what like grrah grrah grrah graah)
You know my b*t*h I just f**k off the henny
I called Jay, told bro we slidin' (Like what)
Where they at, man these n***as is hidin' (Where they at)
F**k that spin back rewind it (Like what)
Who that, I spot 'em (Grrah grrah damn damn)
So I got 'em
And I drop 'em (Like grrah)
On court, John Stockton (Keep playin' b*t*h)
Keep clickin' (Grrah)
Keep flockin' (Grrah grrah grrah grrah)
Do a dot man this sh*t not a option
Lotto he be totin' on the grip (like what?)
Drop that body-ody to the floor, like
Lotto done came through the door
40 start bangin' let a n***a know like
Like no baby lettin' it rip
Told Lilo he need a st**ch
Toe tag gang out the whip
Boy think he drippin, if I see bullets make em trip
Off the migo she fiendin' for hell
Off the yerky she holdin' it down like
Lil baby wanna be down
Lato the brother the king of the town
Bro go toss, V flip
-
Mask on but its not for the virus
Boppin a b*t*h, make her see the horizon
Tough on the net, Ima slide when they typin'
Stevie Wonder, I shoot with no guidance
Bodies on bodies, sh*t f**k up my focus
Everything dead once the demon has spoken
Its some b*t*hes that's gon' meet they maker
Backed out my 9 and she backed out a taser
Drop the addy I spin til' I'm dizzy
Not letting up nothing, I'm staying on 50
What's the point being somethin you not
Catch a opp b*t*h in person, that person get shot
Know some b*t*hes get right in the trap
Opp n***as died and we know that's a fact
Like we was beefing now she in a pack
-
Bout my brothers I'll bury a block
Just to f**k everybody it's everyone shot
Like ain't no love we was sliming and sh*t
If it's up and its lit, come and slide with a b*t*h
Like never lackin, attached to my grip
Gotta watch who around me they want me to slip
Everything dead, know your mans in a spliff
All my n***as is here, that's why I never trip
How the f**k ya mans turn to a opp?
Cause y'all b*t*hes is funny, I stay on my block
EBK baby don't care who get shot
B*t*hes sayin it's up but they know that its not
B*t*h
(Top 2 and I'm not 2 b*t*h
At me
Everything dead, all the opps is shot
Gotty!
God!)
Walk down gang, we gon' leave him to pieces (Graah)
Spot a opp I might up it and fire (Graah Graah)
Pa** me the Jiggy i'm tryna get higher (Graah Graah)
Put a O in his face like a tire (Graah)
Three deep I'm wit' Jenny and Miah
Opp thot she get hit through the wig
Like ima up I don't need an a**ist
Big EBK, I did what I did (Graah Graah Graah)
Like no
Where he go
Don't run red beam on his throat (Like what)
And the sh*t that I tote can't fit in my coat
Big gun it can't fit in my sweater
(When I spin, 30's are better)
She a thot she on top of the legs up
I'm a demon on court, ima threat
Suck my d**k Ek you next
Graah, she a thot 41 boppin'
Oh my god what happenеd to wait
How you tough you don't do what you claim
He not a 'ooter he don't put in pain
How you tough to deep and you coppеd it
I was 13 wit' a switch in my pocket
She a freak so I beat up the box
Like, she get nasty she know how to slop (Graah)
How you tryna be somethin' you not
And I'm big EOS n***a every opp shot
Like a package put 'em in a box
And they call me Dwayne
Cause I'm nice with The Rock
Me and Mellz to deep 2 beams 2 knocks
In the V gettin' diddy off dot
Ain't no case and yeah I did a lot
They gon' think ima janitor I came wit' a mop
He ain't tough when his back is a battery
Yeah these n***as be livin' in fantasy's
These n***as not really outside put the beam to his face he gotta face reality
Don't run
Where he go
He gon' get shot if he throw up a O
Everything deady everybody know and he look like a clown red beam on his nose
Don't run
Don't Trip, everything deady walkin' through they sh*t
Oh they mad 'cause they mans in a spliff
All the opp n***as suck my d**k
Grrah wa**up
Then it's lit
Suck my d**k Lefty you a b*t*h
Spinnin' through Courtland I'm bumpin' my sh*t
If he throw up a O then somebody get hit
She a thotty she bittin' the sheet
He tried to run but I already peep
Runnin' and dumpin' he think it's a dream
I can not f**k if that b*t*h is a keen
Send a Choppa it's hittin' his spleen
Bullets are nice so they makin' him lean grrah
Now I done made a scene
Ballin' on court 41 is a team
She tryna pull up, she don't need a license
I said Dotti is punchin' like Tyson
Spin in the morning I see the horizon
Like, i'm a sun 'cause the demon is rising
And the bullets conover rises
Spin in a V, I don't care 'bout a permit
Said that boy he got washed, detergent
Like if I get me a dono I earned it
I'm a dolo like I am a threat
And the beam is a chain like it stay on his chest
I get bigger don't get me upset
And these n***as is mad they can't run up a check
In the field, I'm playin' soccer
She a baddie she tote on the knocka
He tried to run he get turned into graba
Like, on the scene make it hot
Tata 41 bop in this sh*t (41 bop)
Movin' iffy I'm rockin' this sh*t (I'm ro-)
Runnin' plays like Popovich (Like what like damn)
Shordie she poppin' and lockin' it like (Grrah Grrah Grrah)
And the pu**y I'm beatin' it up (I'm beatin' it up)
And the d**k know she eatin' it up (She eatin' it up)
Turn off the V catchin' me in a truck (Catchin' me in a what)
Lotto got the Lotto he reedin' it up like damn (Reedin', reedin' it up)
Hold on swear that I'm clutch (Swear that i'm clutch like damn)
Kay up with the gun and he'll what (Grrah grrah grrah)
Then we bought then we knucklin' up (Like what)
Bro hop out controllin' the cut like (Grrah grrah grrah)
Two step leanin' off the lean (Off the lean)
Damn I got the knock wit' a beam (Wit' a beam)
I just been waiting I'm itchin' to creep (Itchin' to creep)
You feelin' froggy n***a better leave
Like woah told bro dump that boom (Grrah Grrah)
Run up on me I up that pole (Grrah Grrah)
And his bro got turned to a ghost (Grrah grrah grrah grrah grrah)
She a baddie the d**k in her throat
Drop down window click and click and click (Grrah Grrah Grrah)
Ima just click till it's empty (Go go)
And she in the back of the renty (Like what like grrah grrah grrah graah)
You know my b*t*h I just f**k off the henny
I called Jay, told bro we slidin' (Like what)
Where they at, man these n***as is hidin' (Where they at)
F**k that spin back rewind it (Like what)
Who that, I spot 'em (Grrah grrah damn damn)
So I got 'em
And I drop 'em (Like grrah)
On court, John Stockton (Keep playin' b*t*h)
Keep clickin' (Grrah)
Keep flockin' (Grrah grrah grrah grrah)
Do a dot man this sh*t not a option
Lotto he be totin' on the grip (like what?)
Drop that body-ody to the floor, like
Lotto done came through the door
40 start bangin' let a n***a know like
Like no baby lettin' it rip
Told Lilo he need a st**ch
Toe tag gang out the whip
Boy think he drippin, if I see bullets make em trip
Off the migo she fiendin' for hell
Off the yerky she holdin' it down like
Lil baby wanna be down
Lato the brother the king of the town
Bro go toss, V flip
-
Mask on but its not for the virus
Boppin a b*t*h, make her see the horizon
Tough on the net, Ima slide when they typin'
Stevie Wonder, I shoot with no guidance
Bodies on bodies, sh*t f**k up my focus
Everything dead once the demon has spoken
Its some b*t*hes that's gon' meet they maker
Backed out my 9 and she backed out a taser
Drop the addy I spin til' I'm dizzy
Not letting up nothing, I'm staying on 50
What's the point being somethin you not
Catch a opp b*t*h in person, that person get shot
Know some b*t*hes get right in the trap
Opp n***as died and we know that's a fact
Like we was beefing now she in a pack
-
Bout my brothers I'll bury a block
Just to f**k everybody it's everyone shot
Like ain't no love we was sliming and sh*t
If it's up and its lit, come and slide with a b*t*h
Like never lackin, attached to my grip
Gotta watch who around me they want me to slip
Everything dead, know your mans in a spliff
All my n***as is here, that's why I never trip
How the f**k ya mans turn to a opp?
Cause y'all b*t*hes is funny, I stay on my block
EBK baby don't care who get shot
B*t*hes sayin it's up but they know that its not
B*t*h
(Top 2 and I'm not 2 b*t*h
At me
Everything dead, all the opps is shot
Gotty!
God!)
