Opp Hunt Lyrics – Sugarhill Dede
Singer: Sugarhill Dede
Title: Opp Hunt
Grrah, gang-gang-gang
Grrah, gang-gang-gang
Gang-gang-gang
Gang-gang-gang
Suck my dick
What the f#ck is a makks?
We in the hound
Like, I’m tryna flick at them guys
Leroy, Gotti, Chico, fried
Said they looking for me but I’m not hard to find
Like word to bro, it’s just me and blackie
Tryna bend through the dirt with the valley
Yus got beat and that sh#t made me happy
n#gg# lefty a b#tch, word to bro he a {?}
Like, get back, go push on a block
First n#gg# see, Imma throw if he shot
I heard the gz tryna clear up the spot
Like where they at? I got the chop
f#ck a sweeper, I’m breaking the broom
Like got a baddie, she shaking the room
Likе, we’re the O’s, what thе f#ck is a {?}
Talk on Notti, get sent to the moon
Me and bro too deep in a step
Smoking Bobby, mixed in with the Heff
Like sugarhill, n#gg#s know we’re the best
n#gg# Lotti a b#tch, he got poked to his death
When I bend through they block, make a mess
Brodie was stompin, ain’t even step
Lotti, Lay, punchin the best
Like, Jacob should of had a vest
Told bro, just chill, don’t throw now
Thought I was lacking so I gotta back up the pole now
How many died in a {?} now?
Nazzy, Rippy, up that score now
Imma flock, get em shot
You come to my block, you better not move like a opp
Yo bro, hop out, {?}
Everything for Notti, they know how we rock
Grrah, grrah
Sugarhill, we running the city
Bad b#tch, popping a titty
On that block, me and bro go 50 for 50
Had to tell her she good cause she with me
Bullets they ready to rip through his kidney
Don’t diss me, you can’t hit me
DeDe too tact, n#gg#s not gonna get me
She can get shot if he jacking the oppas
Like, who? Rip, EK, Poppa
Wait till I catch me a flocka
Me and bro, 2 deep, tryna back out the choppa
Shorty a baddie, she like how I move
I’m with bro tryna up it n boom
{?} we dropping the 2
n#gg# sav got wacked, he ain’t make it through
If that boy try to try me, Imma let him have it
C Blu, n#gg# you a faggot
Hollows hit him, leave a n#gg# lacking
{?} on court like he play for the mavericks
Yo Mel, just throw
Like, yo bro, let’s get low
I’m tryna let this sh#t blow
You know what we do when we bend through the low
Like okay, we smoke nick
Like okay, we smoke rip
Like, I’m tryna hop out the whip
Like, smoking mdot, he dead in a ditch
n#gg#s p#ss#, just talk on the net
Run into me, better keep you a tec
G-Pop, Nazzy, punching the best
Leroy, Gatti, hurt my chest
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