Singer: FaZe Kaysan
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Song: Black Ops
FaZe Kaysan - Black Ops Lyrics (LRC Advanced) (04:27-267-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:15.40]Two-Two sticks in my hand like a band, like
[00:17.50]Niggas ain't opps they fans, like
[00:19.00]Told bro, "Let's go spin through they 'jects" (Like what?)
[00:20.50]Bitch I'm on feet and I'm looking for wreck, like
[00:22.10]Keep a stick like I'm wit' it (.30)
[00:24.20].30 stay on my side like a pet, like
[00:25.90]An-And it's everything dead (Like what?)
[00:27.50]He-He only tough on the net (Grrah, graah, graah)
[00:30.70]Like, yo Jenn, I'm tryna bend
[00:32.10]Fu-Fuck a thirty, I popped me a Yellow (Yellow)
[00:33.70].10-.10 jam, he get beat with the metal (Metal)
[00:35.30]No leggies, he rippin' his head off (Head off)
[00:37.10]Off-Off the lean, I can't see like Hel' Keller (Keller)
[00:38.80]Heard that nigga keep smokin' my dead (Graah)
[00:40.40]I'm on they block, I got one in the head
[00:42.20]S-SV, pick up the pace (Like what?)
[00:44.00]Like-Like what, don't leave no space (Don't leave no space)
[00:45.40]Them niggas talkin', we see 'em (Graah-graah)
[00:47.10]I-I told Jah don't leave no trace (Graah-graah boom)
[00:48.90]Like, .40 gon' open his face (Like, damn)
[00:50.50]And there's a knock in the V, we can't stop for the D's (D's, like)
[00:52.20]Feelin' myself like I'm losin' my keys (Graah-graah)
[00:53.90]K-KR, rock that V (Graah-graah, boom)
[00:55.80]Like grrah, my chop is so hot when I'm leavin' the scene (It's Carter, dickhead)
[00:59.20]Like, that boy got hit on the 13th (Like)
[01:00.90]Bullets gon' hit 'em he thirsty (Damn)
[01:02.40]It's this bitch on my body, and no she can't line me I came wit' a beam (Graah- graah, graah-graah, graah-graah, boom)
[01:06.20]Got me buggin', like "Ooh, where the lean?" (Bitch)
[01:07.60]If he talkin' on 4's then we take 'em off feet
[01:09.20]If he talkin' on 4's, brodie aim at his bean
[01:10.40]And this bitch cannot line me I came with a beam
[01:11.60]I'm 'ootin' at niggas, I don't need a screen (Graah)
[01:13.20]And that boy an imposter, it's not what it seems
[01:14.90]I'm feelin' like Curry, I shoot with both hands, nigga, if I step back then it's gon' be a green
[01:18.10]These niggas is butt, only tough when they dream
[01:19.80]When I dump the whole clip, I bet I'll make a scene, grrah
[01:22.30]Too many opps got to go in the spliff, for y'all to realize y'all got to get back
[01:25.40]Bitch and I'm always smokin' somethin' new, so many opp niggas dead in this pack
[01:28.70]You better keep you a pole if you rappin', and dissin' the dead, in your tracks
[01:31.80]Nigga, big 41, bitch I got to move tact
[01:33.10]And these niggas be shootin' shit only in tracks
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[01:35.90]Like, ayo Jenn, let's go bend
[01:37.00]I'm tryna up it on him and his friends
[01:38.60]Everything dead, no makin' amends
[01:40.20]I'ma see red when I hop out the Benz
[01:41.90]I'ma see red when I hop out the right side
[01:43.70]Told bro we gon' spin at the right time
[01:45.50]You know the right time, rainy, or night time
[01:47.10]When I'm focused I feel like it's my time
[01:48.80]Shit get spooky, Freddy Krueger
[01:50.30]Bro got a .380 Ruger
[01:51.90]I'm a rapper, brodie a shooter
[01:53.50]He give out lessons, he a tutor (Grrah)
[01:54.50]Feel like Klay, with the quickdraw
[01:57.20]No taxi, hollows make 'em lift off
[01:58.80]Why they act like they spinnin' my block
[02:00.30]Makin' vids on the corner, like a cop
[02:02.30]You could run, but you can't hide forever
[02:03.80]And when we catch you, you gon' make it to heaven
[02:05.30]Nev-Never lack, he get shot through the sweater
[02:07.00]Give a fuck 'bout the rain or the snow
[02:08.70]My niggas on timin', we slide through whatever
[02:10.30]Watch your gang, niggas switch like the weather
[02:11.90]Watch your bitch, they be fuckin' whoever
[02:13.70]And my shells got no name, yeah, I flock at whoever
[02:15.40]And I fight, knuckle up wit' whoever
[02:17.00]Never duckin' no smoke, I'ma mash that
[02:18.70]Never broke, 100K I could flash that
[02:20.40]Niggas be poppin' they bitches, I had that
[02:22.20]Back then, Drill a shot I did it often
[02:23.80]Walk-Down-Gang, if he trip I'mma off 'em
[02:25.40]Bitch I'm buggin' I do it for 13
[02:27.00]Twelve and one in the head, I tote thirteen
[02:28.70]Rob who?, Want this chain?, better pack me
[02:30.50]I ain't goin' for nothin'
[02:31.70]Nig-Niggas see me, their heart start pumpin'
[02:33.30]Throw a shot, my adrenaline rushin'
[02:35.00]Glock got a switch, ain't no point in you runnin' (Runnin')
[02:36.70]'Cause these bullets gon' catch you
[02:38.50]Shells so hot, burn his skin like a tattoo
[02:40.10]No gun in the spot, I might go with my scapel
[02:41.70]You get close and on bro, I'mma cut you
[02:43.70]Fuck from the back, she scream, "Daddy, I love you"
[02:45.40]DnD on her phone when we rumpin'
[02:47.00]Rough sex, almost pulled off her frontal
[02:48.90]Dick in her guts, two strokes and she runnin'
[02:50.40]Back out, just to nut on her stomach
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