No Respawn (feat. Link Up TV)
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โฑ๏ธ 2:23 duration
๐ ID: 16638797
๐ Lyrics
Hey, hey
Listen up
Fuck the opps
Fuck the cops (ay, I swear Fermz and Renz patterned this)
Fuck your dead homies, nigga
(EBK, ABK, bitch)
Send me the addy, I'm tracking it down
Spot me a opp, I'm running it down
When he got shot, I was oh, so proud
Gulag, how did he make it out?
He got boxed while running his mouth
He got left with his insides out
One try dash, lost and found
Take man down, ying that down
Them man chat 'pon B
Rise and glee, fuck discreet
How many your friends got put to sleep?
Hold your peace, let me smoke my weed (hold that)
Skeng in the ride, come see
Fuck postcode, don't rep no street (fuck 'em)
ABG, we glee
Violations leave you six feet deep
They turn shy when we talk about works, works
'Nuff of them man got hurt
He got hurt and he got burst
And the next one got put in a hearse (dead boy)
Shit, shit coulda turned out worse
Too many man got sent to the nurse
He got worked and his friends disperse
And the other one got covered with dirt (dead boy)
I'm badder than bad
Temperament's nuts, turn psycho mad
Rise up my wap and take off hats
Slap and I slap, protect your yard
Scream no cap, cah he left his hat
Real bad man, don't take no chat
W-when he dashed, he didn't look back
Now his friend's all fucked, it's mad (mad)
Yo, bro, bro, where the opps at? Ping that
No respawn when I swing that, ying that
One eye closed when I zing that, zing that
Best play dead, or we spin back, get back
Bad man ting, don't take no chit-chat
But I'm known for the blick that, blick that
Everything red when I get back, get back
Corn gon' fly when I press that, let that
Everything fucked when my loadout drops
No VLK when I buss my shot
W-who's on what? C-come, let's rough
S-slide and pop, confirm that loss
Numerous opps got whacked, some dropped
One coulda got dropped, but I missed the drop
Flop, pissed, let's spin that block
Pop, slap this mash at your top
Yo, this likkle man want at me
I advise you never to at me
Cah the last time one of them at me
He got yinged in front of his gyallie
Patty, patty, a bunch of patties
Jump out the ride, get slappy
Jump out the ride, get slappy, tappy
Hoping that feds don't grab me, hey
Yo, bro, bro, where the opps at? Ping that
No respawn when I swing that, ying that
One eye closed when I zing that, zing that
Best play dead, or we spin back, get back
Bad man ting, don't take no chit-chat
But I'm known for the blick that, blick that
Everything red when I get back, get back
Corn gon' fly when I press that, let that
Listen up
Fuck the opps
Fuck the cops (ay, I swear Fermz and Renz patterned this)
Fuck your dead homies, nigga
(EBK, ABK, bitch)
Send me the addy, I'm tracking it down
Spot me a opp, I'm running it down
When he got shot, I was oh, so proud
Gulag, how did he make it out?
He got boxed while running his mouth
He got left with his insides out
One try dash, lost and found
Take man down, ying that down
Them man chat 'pon B
Rise and glee, fuck discreet
How many your friends got put to sleep?
Hold your peace, let me smoke my weed (hold that)
Skeng in the ride, come see
Fuck postcode, don't rep no street (fuck 'em)
ABG, we glee
Violations leave you six feet deep
They turn shy when we talk about works, works
'Nuff of them man got hurt
He got hurt and he got burst
And the next one got put in a hearse (dead boy)
Shit, shit coulda turned out worse
Too many man got sent to the nurse
He got worked and his friends disperse
And the other one got covered with dirt (dead boy)
I'm badder than bad
Temperament's nuts, turn psycho mad
Rise up my wap and take off hats
Slap and I slap, protect your yard
Scream no cap, cah he left his hat
Real bad man, don't take no chat
W-when he dashed, he didn't look back
Now his friend's all fucked, it's mad (mad)
Yo, bro, bro, where the opps at? Ping that
No respawn when I swing that, ying that
One eye closed when I zing that, zing that
Best play dead, or we spin back, get back
Bad man ting, don't take no chit-chat
But I'm known for the blick that, blick that
Everything red when I get back, get back
Corn gon' fly when I press that, let that
Everything fucked when my loadout drops
No VLK when I buss my shot
W-who's on what? C-come, let's rough
S-slide and pop, confirm that loss
Numerous opps got whacked, some dropped
One coulda got dropped, but I missed the drop
Flop, pissed, let's spin that block
Pop, slap this mash at your top
Yo, this likkle man want at me
I advise you never to at me
Cah the last time one of them at me
He got yinged in front of his gyallie
Patty, patty, a bunch of patties
Jump out the ride, get slappy
Jump out the ride, get slappy, tappy
Hoping that feds don't grab me, hey
Yo, bro, bro, where the opps at? Ping that
No respawn when I swing that, ying that
One eye closed when I zing that, zing that
Best play dead, or we spin back, get back
Bad man ting, don't take no chit-chat
But I'm known for the blick that, blick that
Everything red when I get back, get back
Corn gon' fly when I press that, let that
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.36] Hey, hey
[00:04.46] Listen up
[00:06.79] Fuck the opps
[00:09.62] Fuck the cops (ay, I swear Fermz and Renz patterned this)
[00:11.88] Fuck your dead homies, nigga
[00:13.48] (EBK, ABK, bitch)
[00:16.26]
[00:26.36] Send me the addy, I'm tracking it down
[00:27.93] Spot me a opp, I'm running it down
[00:29.83] When he got shot, I was oh, so proud
[00:31.34] Gulag, how did he make it out?
[00:32.97] He got boxed while running his mouth
[00:34.55] He got left with his insides out
[00:36.39] One try dash, lost and found
[00:37.68] Take man down, ying that down
[00:39.73] Them man chat 'pon B
[00:41.06] Rise and glee, fuck discreet
[00:42.30] How many your friends got put to sleep?
[00:43.97] Hold your peace, let me smoke my weed (hold that)
[00:46.08] Skeng in the ride, come see
[00:47.31] Fuck postcode, don't rep no street (fuck 'em)
[00:49.17] ABG, we glee
[00:50.40] Violations leave you six feet deep
[00:52.55] They turn shy when we talk about works, works
[00:54.54] 'Nuff of them man got hurt
[00:55.85] He got hurt and he got burst
[00:57.27] And the next one got put in a hearse (dead boy)
[00:59.07] Shit, shit coulda turned out worse
[01:00.74] Too many man got sent to the nurse
[01:02.27] He got worked and his friends disperse
[01:04.07] And the other one got covered with dirt (dead boy)
[01:06.18] I'm badder than bad
[01:07.24] Temperament's nuts, turn psycho mad
[01:08.83] Rise up my wap and take off hats
[01:10.49] Slap and I slap, protect your yard
[01:11.96] Scream no cap, cah he left his hat
[01:13.72] Real bad man, don't take no chat
[01:15.17] W-when he dashed, he didn't look back
[01:16.92] Now his friend's all fucked, it's mad (mad)
[01:18.56] Yo, bro, bro, where the opps at? Ping that
[01:20.31] No respawn when I swing that, ying that
[01:21.97] One eye closed when I zing that, zing that
[01:23.53] Best play dead, or we spin back, get back
[01:25.36] Bad man ting, don't take no chit-chat
[01:26.96] But I'm known for the blick that, blick that
[01:28.51] Everything red when I get back, get back
[01:30.09] Corn gon' fly when I press that, let that
[01:31.63] Everything fucked when my loadout drops
[01:33.02] No VLK when I buss my shot
[01:34.77] W-who's on what? C-come, let's rough
[01:36.32] S-slide and pop, confirm that loss
[01:38.13] Numerous opps got whacked, some dropped
[01:39.64] One coulda got dropped, but I missed the drop
[01:41.53] Flop, pissed, let's spin that block
[01:42.89] Pop, slap this mash at your top
[01:44.79] Yo, this likkle man want at me
[01:46.59] I advise you never to at me
[01:48.36] Cah the last time one of them at me
[01:49.66] He got yinged in front of his gyallie
[01:51.23] Patty, patty, a bunch of patties
[01:52.84] Jump out the ride, get slappy
[01:54.44] Jump out the ride, get slappy, tappy
[01:56.22] Hoping that feds don't grab me, hey
[01:57.87] Yo, bro, bro, where the opps at? Ping that
[01:59.38] No respawn when I swing that, ying that
[02:00.10] One eye closed when I zing that, zing that
[02:02.54] Best play dead, or we spin back, get back
[02:04.40] Bad man ting, don't take no chit-chat
[02:06.27] But I'm known for the blick that, blick that
[02:07.56] Everything red when I get back, get back
[02:09.17] Corn gon' fly when I press that, let that
[02:11.28]
[00:04.46] Listen up
[00:06.79] Fuck the opps
[00:09.62] Fuck the cops (ay, I swear Fermz and Renz patterned this)
[00:11.88] Fuck your dead homies, nigga
[00:13.48] (EBK, ABK, bitch)
[00:16.26]
[00:26.36] Send me the addy, I'm tracking it down
[00:27.93] Spot me a opp, I'm running it down
[00:29.83] When he got shot, I was oh, so proud
[00:31.34] Gulag, how did he make it out?
[00:32.97] He got boxed while running his mouth
[00:34.55] He got left with his insides out
[00:36.39] One try dash, lost and found
[00:37.68] Take man down, ying that down
[00:39.73] Them man chat 'pon B
[00:41.06] Rise and glee, fuck discreet
[00:42.30] How many your friends got put to sleep?
[00:43.97] Hold your peace, let me smoke my weed (hold that)
[00:46.08] Skeng in the ride, come see
[00:47.31] Fuck postcode, don't rep no street (fuck 'em)
[00:49.17] ABG, we glee
[00:50.40] Violations leave you six feet deep
[00:52.55] They turn shy when we talk about works, works
[00:54.54] 'Nuff of them man got hurt
[00:55.85] He got hurt and he got burst
[00:57.27] And the next one got put in a hearse (dead boy)
[00:59.07] Shit, shit coulda turned out worse
[01:00.74] Too many man got sent to the nurse
[01:02.27] He got worked and his friends disperse
[01:04.07] And the other one got covered with dirt (dead boy)
[01:06.18] I'm badder than bad
[01:07.24] Temperament's nuts, turn psycho mad
[01:08.83] Rise up my wap and take off hats
[01:10.49] Slap and I slap, protect your yard
[01:11.96] Scream no cap, cah he left his hat
[01:13.72] Real bad man, don't take no chat
[01:15.17] W-when he dashed, he didn't look back
[01:16.92] Now his friend's all fucked, it's mad (mad)
[01:18.56] Yo, bro, bro, where the opps at? Ping that
[01:20.31] No respawn when I swing that, ying that
[01:21.97] One eye closed when I zing that, zing that
[01:23.53] Best play dead, or we spin back, get back
[01:25.36] Bad man ting, don't take no chit-chat
[01:26.96] But I'm known for the blick that, blick that
[01:28.51] Everything red when I get back, get back
[01:30.09] Corn gon' fly when I press that, let that
[01:31.63] Everything fucked when my loadout drops
[01:33.02] No VLK when I buss my shot
[01:34.77] W-who's on what? C-come, let's rough
[01:36.32] S-slide and pop, confirm that loss
[01:38.13] Numerous opps got whacked, some dropped
[01:39.64] One coulda got dropped, but I missed the drop
[01:41.53] Flop, pissed, let's spin that block
[01:42.89] Pop, slap this mash at your top
[01:44.79] Yo, this likkle man want at me
[01:46.59] I advise you never to at me
[01:48.36] Cah the last time one of them at me
[01:49.66] He got yinged in front of his gyallie
[01:51.23] Patty, patty, a bunch of patties
[01:52.84] Jump out the ride, get slappy
[01:54.44] Jump out the ride, get slappy, tappy
[01:56.22] Hoping that feds don't grab me, hey
[01:57.87] Yo, bro, bro, where the opps at? Ping that
[01:59.38] No respawn when I swing that, ying that
[02:00.10] One eye closed when I zing that, zing that
[02:02.54] Best play dead, or we spin back, get back
[02:04.40] Bad man ting, don't take no chit-chat
[02:06.27] But I'm known for the blick that, blick that
[02:07.56] Everything red when I get back, get back
[02:09.17] Corn gon' fly when I press that, let that
[02:11.28]