We the Ones

We the ones, yeah

We the ones, uh

We the ones they call when (?) that gon knock off all the opps

We the ones they call when opps get popped they kno who spinned the block

Foenem clapped his mans now he a strain and this a dirty Glock

We the ones outside we never hidin and we pop out a lot

Said I was done with double cups but I’m back sippin wok

He went up but we still popped his mans for postin on that block

Popped him in his chest but I was hoping for a face shot

(?) was in the trap, I’m with the killers on the back block

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Lil bro went out blowin, I can’t say the same for dead opps

Popped a couple ****, streets been callin got my name hot

Opps keep callin me like “where you at” I’m in the same spot

**** wanna insta beef, get caught, that’s when they name drop

**** talk that money shit but still ain’t bail they mans out

Running till them ****, catch em kill em they won’t make it out

Send your shooter spinnin? He gon die inside that same car

Granny said I’m chosen say her baby boy a superstar

Double tap, (?) we got 4 **** shot

**** throw rocks and then go hide they know we torture blocks

Double tap the trigger, by myself they thought two **** shot

FTO I hate the opps

Tap his head nobody shot

Pop out with that arp or the drac he might survive the Glock

DOA left bleedin out

Know chopper gang bring choppers out

When bullets hit we used to post 10 deep outside of taemond house

Fuck the opps they know it’s up

They dissed lil bro go get them touched

(?) that disrespectful but I ain’t so fuck that go dig em up

**** dissed the dead till they dead go get his melon bussed

Bring yo bitch around the gang, she choosing who gon get her fucked

Bitch we not in jail so you gon die tryna knuckle up

Bitch I’m like 120 what the fuck I finna wrestle for

Appreciate the shottas for the shootings they hit **** up

Payroll for the killers on them killings they put **** up

Exotic weed we roll it up

Pop a perc I’m high as fuck

Lil bro smoking dead opps out the pound (?)

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Opps can’t duck a switch they bitch ass can’t even duck a punch

Send some shots and clear the crowd

I got some shit that make **** run

We don’t tolerate no disrespect gon die (?)

Opps can’t get no passes we spank asses we bought plenty guns

Soon as we get the drop we scope it out go walk down and get it done

If my brother shooting I’m shooting too it ain’t no one on ones

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We don’t do recruiting can’t join the gang he ain’t grow up with us

Lil cousin hop out (?)