63rd lyrics

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[intro]
Ayy, Ayy
Bwah, bwah
Grrt, Mhm
We ain't from 63rd
We ain't from 63rd
We ain't got Opps here
Back in Cali, b*tch

[Verse 1]
n*gga stop hangin' wit' the 63rd n*ggas
Be wit' the gang, this sh*t ain't no game
But I see So many lames, n*gga where yo Chain
We ain't Playin' like this(we ain't Playin' like this)
Stop with the Diss(Stop with Diss)
You ain't got this sh*t(you ain't this sh*t)(Ayy, Ayy, Ayy)
n*gga get bold, Or n*gga get sold
To many Opps outside, To many Opps in the Crib
You ain't got a b*tch, Damn this n*gga Snitch
To many Drills on My List, We all screamin' f*ck 12
n*gga I've been Stuck in Hell, n*gga Come back for yo bell
n*gga yo still Smell, my Glock 26 holds a hunnid Shells
n*gga like to prevail, Choppa started Shootin' everyWhere(brrrr)
We can't go outside n*gga
Get yo ass Down, n*gga
Nobody wants to see them, n*gga(boom)
Pull out yo gun, n*gga(boom, boom, boom, boom)
[Chorus]
I got thesе n*ggas, they hating on me(brr)
I got thesе b*tches, they waiting on me(brr)
I got these hoes, they all on my di*k(brr)
I got these Opps, they all dead(brr)

[Verse 2]
Smoking and choking, Yeah it's exotic
Rollin' big blunts, Got cash got money
Got guns they hairpin, Got Macs they scare kids
I'm sticking ya up beware, kid
He dead if he not stripping, I'll shoot out your hair kid
Tipsy on the shine, Yeah its how I came up
Got the street love(brrt)
Make it out the hood but still remember from where I came yeah I'm straight, moving weight
Your girl see me, Know I'm with the flame
Wanna see me know my name
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[Chorus]
I got these n*ggas, they hating on me(brr)
I got these b*tches, they waiting on me(brr)
I got these hoes, they all on my di*k(brr)
I got these Opps, they all dead(brr)

[Verse 3]
n*gga you know I've been Doin' some remix
n*gga I know your Muhf*ckin' weakness
But never felt defeated, n*gga
n*gga, I got them b*tches addicted
f*cking with me you can get yo' ass smoked, yo' b*tch says she feelin' sticky
I blow a glizzy 'cause I got no limi
She ride with me 'cause the felt her man, the love and hate is depending one
n*gga thought I take that offensive(grrla, grrla, grrla)
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n*gga stop with this sh*t
f*ck all my critics, n*gga, you ain't got critics
I kill' em, they hate that I did it, brrt
[Chorus]
I got these n*ggas, they hating on me(brr)
I got these b*tches, they waiting on me(brr)
I got these hoes, they all on my di*k(brr)
I got these Opps, they all dead(brr)

[outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, lil killa'
I got these n*ggas, they hating on me(brr)
I got these b*tches, they waiting on me(brr)
I got these hoes, they all on my di*k(brr)
I got these Opps, they all dead(brr)