TOO MANY (feat. Drexie & Kidz)
OPPS
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Who's there It's opps Who called the cops Drexie in the building you mother fuckers How many men Too many how many men How many men Too many How many men got How many Too many How many men How many men How many Yea how many Yoo too many men got shot Too many men got dropped Too many men dem flop Too many men got yuck Too many men got slapped Too many men got whacked Too many men got chinned up and down Too many men don't laugh How many men got shot Too many How many men dropped Too many How many men got shot Too many How many men got dropped Too many How many men got dropped Too many How many men got shot Too many How many men got dropped Too many How many men got shot Too many Two in the chest one in the head Make sure he dead Mans playing with me What the f*ck It's Like playing russian roulette In the wild you move correct Niggahs tryna take your bread So you gotta use head Man's always think ahead Stay woke boy the street ain't a bed Niggah how many Niggah I'm asking how many You know mandem moving steady You know mandem moving heavy Pistol whipping I'll be slapping these Niggahs they talking a lot Man's always moving solo On a fucking slow mo you should know I go go Too many men got shot Too many men got dropped Too many men dem flop Too many men got yuck Too many men got slapped Too many men got whacked Too many men got chinned up and down Too many men don't laugh How many men got shot Too many How many men dropped Too many How many men got shot Too many How many men got dropped Too many How many men got dropped Too many How many men got shot Too many How many men got dropped Too many How many men got shot Too many Drop many men at the block With my glock No messy on this pagans Ne mendi pas Leave your mama heart broken like barca This gun too expensive not to take a life No eye witness had to go with is wife Chopped up in a body bag Ramsey with the sam's No evidence left to file They can't compile Man na stay versatile with my style Feeling like the black Shakespeare of my time Diligent man Still in love with the crime Top of my prime They can't compare They know the score They've seen the board They know the game I over score Knock knock knock Who's at the door Barge in with my four Shooting all this bodies Till they drop to the floor Who else in the house Who's going to f*ck with me Go wild Who's going to f*ck with me Got rounds Who's going to f*ck with me It's going down Thought it was empty Till I empty the clip Bet his hope on his vest Till I hit his mendula Going hard on the bando Like russia Too many How many men Too many how many men got Too many How many men How many How many
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Written by: Drexie Drexie, Korede Idowu, Opeyemi Araoye
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