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Smackas Video (MV)




Performed By: Oppsluvdre
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: A dre Robinson




Oppsluvdre - Smackas Lyrics




Haaaan, big sis on this bitch, y'all niggas ain't talkin' bout shit
F*ck all you opp-ass niggas, all you lame-ass niggas
Ain't talkin' about nothin', ain't on shit
Pull up, hoppin' out with switches gon' leave him on the floor

This bitch set him up in a trap, ain't talking no home alone
That nigga lil E don't smile no more, cause he ain't got his golds
Put that back up on his head, ain't shit to get him gone
Niggas tryna beef with the guys , I think they just retarded

We been up to score with niggas, it's like we can't be guarded
Fappin' niggas when they get in the car, they can't even start it
You know I got them dead niggas it smell like somebody farted
I heard she left her last nigga because my bag was bigger

The opps see Beemo and scream cause he like stabbin' niggas
Just hit me on the trap, you know I got the package, nigga
Come and try to slide this way, see me posted with them killers
Treat the opps like some bitches and get to smackin' niggas

Don't even pull that blick out if you ain't gon' squeeze the trigger
Don't tell me it's beef, then try to walk right by me
And me and the guys saying free thug cause we get so slimy
Thought his bitch was a automobile cause she like to ride him

Quick to pop off like a balloon, bet not even try me
Way more drip, and motion than your last nigga
Tell the opps to send a low tryna see who fap quicker
Beat her shit in from the back, tryna make that ass bigger

She made him wait four months, you know I smash quicker
When it come down to sliding, they know who really on it
M-Way suit up with them cannons like his name was Tony
I stay with the same people, new niggas is not my homie

You can't prove yourself to gang, then you just a phony
Poppin' out on all black, ready to smoke sum
Got the Glocks with drums attached, ready to poke some
JD gon' hop out and face him, make sure his face numb

All my niggas like to tweak, I think we really dumb
Think I gotta join a band cause I like smacking shit
Draco hopping outta whips, he like blitzing shit
The fiens be satisfied, cause the pack gone always hit

Had to rob my own plug cause he was taxing shit
He ain't tough when he dolo, we know loco been a bitch
Let's links up with the opps and leave em in a ditch
Dirty nigga hit the bitch and now she got a itch

For any nigga switchin sides he get hit wit a switch
Yeah, nigga, you know what the f*ck going on
All you niggas some bitches, nigga
28K, LomasK, Vagos K, f*ck all the opps, nigga

Yeah, f*ck 28, nigga
F*ck you talkin' about, bitch ass nigga
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Haaaan, big sis on this bitch, y'all niggas ain't talkin' bout shit
F*ck all you opp-ass niggas, all you lame-ass niggas
Ain't talkin' about nothin', ain't on shit
Pull up, hoppin' out with switches gon' leave him on the floor

This bitch set him up in a trap, ain't talking no home alone
That nigga lil E don't smile no more, cause he ain't got his golds
Put that back up on his head, ain't shit to get him gone
Niggas tryna beef with the guys , I think they just retarded

We been up to score with niggas, it's like we can't be guarded
Fappin' niggas when they get in the car, they can't even start it
You know I got them dead niggas it smell like somebody farted
I heard she left her last nigga because my bag was bigger

The opps see Beemo and scream cause he like stabbin' niggas
Just hit me on the trap, you know I got the package, nigga
Come and try to slide this way, see me posted with them killers
Treat the opps like some bitches and get to smackin' niggas

Don't even pull that blick out if you ain't gon' squeeze the trigger
Don't tell me it's beef, then try to walk right by me
And me and the guys saying free thug cause we get so slimy
Thought his bitch was a automobile cause she like to ride him

Quick to pop off like a balloon, bet not even try me
Way more drip, and motion than your last nigga
Tell the opps to send a low tryna see who fap quicker
Beat her shit in from the back, tryna make that ass bigger

She made him wait four months, you know I smash quicker
When it come down to sliding, they know who really on it
M-Way suit up with them cannons like his name was Tony
I stay with the same people, new niggas is not my homie

You can't prove yourself to gang, then you just a phony
Poppin' out on all black, ready to smoke sum
Got the Glocks with drums attached, ready to poke some
JD gon' hop out and face him, make sure his face numb

All my niggas like to tweak, I think we really dumb
Think I gotta join a band cause I like smacking shit
Draco hopping outta whips, he like blitzing shit
The fiens be satisfied, cause the pack gone always hit

Had to rob my own plug cause he was taxing shit
He ain't tough when he dolo, we know loco been a bitch
Let's links up with the opps and leave em in a ditch
Dirty nigga hit the bitch and now she got a itch

For any nigga switchin sides he get hit wit a switch
Yeah, nigga, you know what the f*ck going on
All you niggas some bitches, nigga
28K, LomasK, Vagos K, f*ck all the opps, nigga

Yeah, f*ck 28, nigga
F*ck you talkin' about, bitch ass nigga
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Writer: A dre Robinson
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