Lamar Bop lyrics

by

Jay5ive


[Intro]
(Oh my God, Soulzii, you always do this)
Grahh, like free LR (Tryna geek with that-)
My f*cking mans, you heard? (Better get out the-)
(Get back, n*gga) Better get out the way
(Get-)

[Chorus]
Oh, they think she gon' line me?
Watch her not, like, watch she give up the box
Pop out the cut, I'm like, "Bro watch"
How? I threw a shot after shot
b*tch, I'm with 2-5th with the Jets and the Wokks, like
But they know I'm every Makk shot
But they know what's up, for them I do a lot, like
Pour up an 8 of that Wock'

[Verse 1]
Like, why they keep mentioning Nay?
They don't know what we do to they gang?
Eli, Weldon, Neaky, wait
Geli, BJ, D Rose, Stray
Bugzo, Melly, Burke and Tave
How many more n*ggas I gotta name?
Ldot dead, sh*t punching my brain
Deady dead, we smoking on Ray
Notti dead, they mentioning gang?
OYK, I'm smoking on Caine
I'm a Sweeper, so why would I stomp though?
f*ck RelMoney, feel bad for his moms, though
GP dead, pass you the what?
n*ggas need to get back for Huncho
I don't need me a gang, n*ggas know me
I'm the Jet, who go Hound for the crodies
Say you drop my sh*t, gotta show me
Kapp on court for 2-4th like he Kobe
We gon' troop it on feet, f*ck a stoley
On that block, it's just me and no Rollie
Got an ooter who play for the Raptors
Like, but that n*gga shoot like Ginobili
Know a n*gga who went there with a backup
Like, but they let him die by his doley
Please don't call if it's not 'bout the pesos
Eli shot, he think with his thang though
Kelly shot, he lied on his plane though
BJ shot, that's accurate aim though
I won't beef with b*tch or no lame hoe
But don't push me, this gun like Beyoncé
When I move, I start singing out Halo
I don't care if y'all b*tch ya fiancée
Tryna tell you that she for the gang though
b*tch I rap what I live, better listen
Why you wifin' that b*tch? She the mission
Free the Sweeps who got caught in the system
I can't say what I did for my dead ones
'Cause the officers paying attention
3.5 that I'm smoking is Ldot
Someone pick up his neck off them benches
[Chorus]
Oh, they think she gon' line me?
Watch her not, like, watch she give up the box
Pop out the cut, I'm like, "Bro watch"
How? I threw a shot after shot
b*tch, I'm on 2-5th with the Jets and the Wokks, like
But they know I'm every Makk shot
But they know what's up, for them I do a lot, like
Pour up an 8 of that Wock'

[Outro]
GPG, TTG, BHB f*ckin' banging, you heard? Like
Every opp shot
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