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