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Baow, baow, baow, baow, n***a

Every fuckin' track, you heard?

Shot after fuckin' shot

Oh my God, like

Oh my—, like

Where the f*ck is he goin', like?

Baow, baow, baow, nigga, like

Ahh, ahh, that's the sound that I need

Like, big gun when you troopin' on feet

Like, too many people can't fit in no V

Ahh, four knocks, word to bro we was deep

Had to make a decision to get blitzed by the D's?

Like, I gotta tote on my heat

Like, mama love, she can't say I'm deceased

Like, mama love, she believin' in me

Ahh, ahh, ahh, that's the sound that you know

Ah, hear that sound, that's the sound, you get low

Ahh, ahh, that's the sound when we throw

Gon' get out the way, when I tell him to-

Free SB, but I love him the most

Ahh, remember time on the block, it was cold

Like, brought a gun before I brought a coat

Like, fell in love with the crack in the coat

Ahh, ahh, back up what I know

Like, hit the block, I don't care if it snow

(Grah, grah, grah, grah)

Fu-fuck a V, I'ma hop out and troop

Bad bitch, so the knock in her boot

Big gun on my hip when I run into you

Like, I bet that I'll up it and shoot

Grrah, big Drac' and it fit in the bag

Like, on bro, I'ma flick at the Hat

Throw shots that way, we gon' take off his cap

Like, we bet we gon' do em' like Matt

Like, if I got a gun, why the f*ck would I box?

Came outta jail and I picked up a knock

Like, first, we took a trip to they block

I was doing my bid, and my brother got shot

Word to bro when we bump, niggas know it get hot

I got tight when it jammed, but I got a new Glock

Like, if I did it, he knew he was shot

Li-like, if I did it, that boy woulda dropped

Cause I'm Hop Out Gang, with the G I'ma flock

They know my body when I'm on the spot

(They know my body when I'm on the spot)

Like- Like, I told brodie don't trip

When we on that drill

Like, if you need one, pop you a pill

And make sure that you go for the kill

Cause you gotta move tact, can't die with your steel

Like, "Oh, that's him?"

Oh 'ight bet, I'ma aim at his chest, cause he don't got a vest

I'ma shoot with the TEC, fill em' up with lead

After I up, 4 shots, he goin' to bed

Takin' trips, I don't need not a team

We gon' trip, nigga, walk up on feet

Off the lean, I see the D's

My adrenaline rushin' done made niggas bleed

Now I hear the sirens, man down

Like, that's another man dead in the ground (Baow)

Now he got on a frown

That's a new case, you can tell by the sound

(Sound--sound)

Ahh, ahh, that's the sound that I need

Like, big gun when you troopin' on feet

Like, too many people can't fit in no V

Ahh, four knocks, word to bro we was deep

Had to make a decision to get blitzed by the D's?

Like, I gotta tote on my heat

Like, mama love, she can't say I'm deceased

Like, mama love, she believin' in me

OY ONE MIC CYPHER by Bloodie/Dudeylo/DD osama/Roscoe G - Lyrics & Covers