Opp

Lyrics

Intro: Bloody Jay It's the motherfucking blooood! Stop playing both sides man God damn man Don't come over here if you know you was over there bruh Opped out Hook/ Chorus: Bloody Jay Pick a side, stay there Nigga you the fuckin opps, you the opps Pick a side, stay there Nigga you the fuckin opps, you the opps Pick a side, stay there Nigga you the fuckin opps, you the opps Pick a side Nigga you the fuckin opps Nigga you the fuckin opps Nigga you the fuckin opps You the opps Pick a side, stay there Nigga you the fuckin opps, you the opps Pick a side, stay there Nigga you the fuckin opps, you the opps Pick a side, stay there Nigga you the fuckin opps, you the opps Pick a side Nigga you the fuckin opps Nigga you the fuckin opps Nigga you the fuckin opps You the opps Verse 1: Bloody Jay Nigga you the fuckin opps Middle finger fuck a cop Pulling off in the drop I used to ride a hot box Put the dope in my lunchbox I gotta keep my gun cocked Gotta let you know how we rock Keep a pop like Reebox Niggas switch up I done seen it That's why I stay high on that green shit Throwing sets up like Willy Beaman I had to beef up on my defense So i went and copped that AR Cause that bitch known to flip a car ABG they know who we are Heavy metal no guitar Oh, its the B set baby We ain't playin games ain't no rescue baby Roll with it or you get rolled over Street nigga shootin out a Range Rover Ima rock me a nigga like Hova Hook/ Chorus: Bloody Jay Pick a side, stay there Nigga you the fuckin opps, you the opps Pick a side, stay there Nigga you the fuckin opps, you the opps Pick a side, stay there Nigga you the fuckin opps, you the opps Pick a side Nigga you the fuckin opps Nigga you the fuckin opps Nigga you the fuckin opps You the opps Pick a side, stay there Nigga you the fuckin opps, you the opps Pick a side, stay there Nigga you the fuckin opps, you the opps Pick a side, stay there Nigga you the fuckin opps, you the opps Pick a side Nigga you the fuckin opps Nigga you the fuckin opps Nigga you the fuckin opps You the opps Verse 2: IllWill These niggas playin both sides, double dutchin You lost your mind if you think i won't touch ya I play with them sticks cause i know how to hush em Dem niggas been slippin i know how to rush em Take off a load i know how to hustle ABG with it dont play with the muscle This a rush hour, i make you Chris Tucker Rap motherfucker I'm back in the gutter Linked up with my brother, fresh out the struggle You ain't in the huddle then play in the puddle I shit on a opp, i play with they mother I glove up my hand, my face getting covered These dick don't wear rubber, expose danny glover You so undercover you fuck with the opps I hope you don't love her , he in bloody trouble Homie don't that play that, go lie living color Don't even do that you know you a sucka You sweet motherfucka, I'm street motherfucka I took down a nigga, i peeped motherfuckers Im family to death, i eat motherfuckers And I growed up flipping packs in the hundred hole Bumblebee get on your ass like a honeycomb I know they gon switch up whenever the money gone It's still those three letters i repped in the thunderdome Hook/ Chorus: Bloody Jay Pick a side, stay there Nigga you the fuckin opps, you the opps Pick a side, stay there Nigga you the fuckin opps, you the opps Pick a side, stay there Nigga you the fuckin opps, you the opps Pick a side Nigga you the fuckin opps Nigga you the fuckin opps Nigga you the fuckin opps You the opps Pick a side, stay there Nigga you the fuckin opps, you the opps Pick a side, stay there Nigga you the fuckin opps, you the opps Pick a side, stay there Nigga you the fuckin opps, you the opps Pick a side Nigga you the fuckin opps Nigga you the fuckin opps Nigga you the fuckin opps You the opps