f*ck The Opps lyrics

[Intro: B-Lovee]
n*gga, f*ck is you talkin' bout n*gga?
Come across the street
I came to court with it
n*gga I'll flock you throw that up one more time n*gga
f*ck you talkin' bout n*gga
f*ck is you talkin' bout pus*y
Come across the street
Come across the street n*gga

[Verse 1: B-Lovee]
They keep dissin' the goon we gon' spin in the minivan (Ay)
They keep dissin' the jiggyman (What?)
Three shots make his ass dance do the jiggy dance (Make his ass dance do the jiggy dance)
n*ggas know we get busy man
Hunnids and fifties got my pockets fat (Fat)
n*gga run up and for sure he get clapped, gang
Baby bro he got some different tools
Off them pills he a different dude ('Kay)
They keep talkin' this beef sh*t
Spin through the 3rd I don't see sh*t (Spin through the 3rd I don't see no opps)
See a four on sight and I'm squeezing (I'm going)
Pour four out the pipe and I'm leaning
It's a jiggy party (Jiggy)
Come link with the goonz (Come f*ck with the goonz) (Come link with us)
I'm shooting at anybody (I'm shooting at anybody)
Don't f*ck up my mood, listen
I wake up to the two strap (I run in the mornin')
n*ggas ain't f*ckin' with school (I don't f*ck with teachers)
EK say he on 'em we on 'em he do 'em (Grrr)
I wake up in the morning, get guap, that's my mood (Get money, b*tch)
I run up them stacks and get jiggy on 'em
And I keep me a strap when I'm spinnin' on 'em (Spinnin' on em woah)
Hittin' shots at his back, he run Ricky on 'em
And when sh*t gettin' tragic, they trippin', fallin' (Gettin' tragic, they trippin', they fallin', ayy)
And I'm runnin', I'm clickin', I hope I ain't missin' (Uh-huh)
These n*ggas be duckin', them n*ggas be b*tches
[Verse 2: Sha EK]
Uh-huh, how you panic when you see the gang? Uh-huh (Grrr, uh-huh)
It get lit, don't get caught in the rain, uh-huh (Don't get caught in the rain)
Six, you never went and put in pain, uh-huh (Where you at?)
All the Gz better duck when they see me
Yellow tape, lil' n*gga on TV (Grrr, baow)
All them suckas just really wanna be me (Uh-huh)
We got jiggy, we walked in the spot (In the spot)
We got jiggy to rave in the lot (in the lot)
It be crazy, y’all talk to the cops (uh-huh)
How your name flock, you don't spin on blocks? (uh-huh)
How your name flock, you don't grip a chop? (grr)
You look dirty, you don't get no guap?
Tdot saw me, he know I'm on timing (on timing)
Keep a chop on my waist perfect timing (Perfect timing)

[Verse 3: Hov Cito]
Shoot or shoot when I say like I'm Simon (Like I'm simon)
Free my brother Jay Gz out the island (Out the island)
Call up B-Lovee you know he fly line 'em (Like line 'em)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Huh, huh)
And me I'm promoting the violence (Yeah)
Better stay out the way when they shoot (Baow)
Bullets hitting they ripped through your goose (Baow, baow, baow)
n*ggas cap can you just say the truth (Tell the truth)
They don't rap what they live in the booth (Huh, huh)
n*ggas ain't on no activity
I'm where the killers be you cannot sit with me, huh
Heard they got thoughts about killing me
I'm on my enemies keep the same energy, huh (Facts)
[Outro: Sha EK]
n*ggas ain't on sh*t, man
n*ggas, jokin' on the net then n*ggas see us in person and they don't be on sh*t man