The BBG Cypher (og version) lyrics

by

Uncle Pdot



[Intro: Diana Ross & ???]
(Gang Gang b*tch Grah) Am I really hard to please?
Perhaps I have such special needs
I wondered what was wrong with me
My friends all fall so easily
(Ayosam)
[Verse 1: ???]
Me & Zac finna pull up with the napalm , finna start a war, call me Kay flock, cuz I'm finna leave a f*cker Brain Shot. This is real life, no we ain't tryna play COD, Think that I'm playing, I'm gon flame they face off. Brand new chop, that b*tch sound like a chainsaw. Quit dissing, get back for yo bro in the graveyard

[Bridge: ???]
Adot keep a chop, and if he sees a opp he's letting off 8 shots
And one more thing, OGZK we smoking ek pops. But, he had LA sav running and ducking the same block
You claim that you bout that action, but you still haven't done nothing to kdot
(b*tch)

[Verse 2: ???]
Ex b*tch snitched now she's tryna make amends or be friends with me I told her I'm sorry but you're stupid asf if you think your befriending
Me I can't show no empathy to someone who's constantly been praying and waiting on the death of me it's almost been a year since the police arrested me dumb stud should've used her brain before she thought about testing me to this day she gon remain as my enemy If u fw the BBGZ, u mess with the 23's. Keep a 40 that's tucked underneath my sleeve. Hop out the v, and I'm finna let it squeeze. Gotta chop with a banana clip, it looks like the letter C, that sh*ts stretched out like a centipede


[Verse 3: ???]
Enny you stay in the streets cuz you f*ckin homeless, shut the f*ck up, can't hear all y'all talking with all this goddamn commotion, used to write my sh*t like a f*ckin poet, yo b*tch pretty, and when she with me her legs are open, that pus*y wet like the ocean, my brody was always up late sipping potion, we wasn't playing we really made explosives,Levi stay with a knock and it's always loaded, but he keep a glove so the cops don't know who own it. Brand new Rollie on my wrist, it's golden, I just copped a whip I b*tch I f*ckin stole it, and I ain't f*ckin folding, I just half a band on some f*ckin clothing. (Hold on) glitch you is 7 years old, you should not be smoking, even Dudelyo said he don't condone it, one of his opps noticed him, and they had to scold him, you lucky that's all they did, you could've caught a bullet. Nah I'm just playing, but you too young to be doin all this bullsh*t. And, you know it. (b*tch!)
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