New Bodies Lyrics

Come & pick his ass up
Bitch I see dead bodies
New opp we fire em up
We done got the lead poppin'
We gon swing hit everybody
Hit his head his legs locking
Kill his ass remain silent
I just want some new bodies
Pull up banging with my choppa
Beat a opp like Red Robin
Get yo bitch she on my cock
I just got the head prolly
We want smoke with everybody
Shots fired his head bopping
One up top it ain't no cocking
Dissing gang you better stop it

Bitch nigga mhmm
Nigga know we shred shit
She gon let me hit it with my gun in my hand bitch
Hope for that dead nigga, Told him we ain't sparing shit
He was on the net tweaking , That's what got his mans hit
I got murder in my mind, All I see is red shit
Last nigga played with me, Ended up a dead bitch
Oh i'm with that gang hoe
I put money ??
I came in this bitch broke & left out with a bankroll
Choppa make him tango
You should be a shamed hoe
Yo brother died yo bitch ass ain't do shit but get some fame hoe
We gon step on that nigga
I done got my racks bigger
We gon kill everything & plus that nigga in the middle
Leave him cold ice sickle
Bitch you got the right nigga
If i ever see a opp, Ima pull my trigger

Come & pick his ass up
Bitch I see dead bodies
New opp we fire em up
We done got the lead poppin'
We gon swing hit everybody
Hit his head his legs locking
Kill his ass remain silent
I just want some new bodies Pull up banging with my choppa
Beat a opp like Red Robin
Get yo bitch she on my cock
I just got the head prolly
We want smoke with everybody
Shots fired his head bopping
One up top it ain't no cocking
Dissing gang you better stop it

Tell me where that nigga at
Bitch you know we been sliding
We gon peel a nigga hat like Osama Bin Ladin
Tell me why you dissing gang that p*ssy nigga dick riding
Boy you know that shit is tragic you gas em up he still dropping
Heard a nigga said i'm broke, Big bands I got it
Boy I got this big ass pole it can't fit in my pocket
I like it when she suck it slow I might as well take her shopping
Thought I was a rapper ran up until I upped the rocket
Ima crash for Leeky nigga
Ima crash for Ralo too
Pull up on that boy & upped the mag like nigga what it do
You be talking gangsta shit
Bro pulled up & shot at you
Yo kissy ass ran Ima up the drac & blow for cool
Make a bitch dip set
I done got her lips wet
Pull up over here & you ain't gang & we gon flip that
Gun right where my hip at
Paid the plug he shipped that
Shoot a nigga in his mouth they can't find where his lip at
Opp hoe think she crossing over
Big drac I bet I poured her
Split that cat like Casanova
Get shot make his brother hold him
Don't play no games boy I thought I told ya
Glock tucked I don't need a holster
You ain't my bitch girl I can't hold ya
But I call you my lil soldier

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