300 Dead Oppz
[Intro]
Ha, ayy, big FYB
Y'all already know what the fuck is going on
Don't fuckin' talk to me
BDK, Die 5, GDK
Y'all already know how I’m comin', man
Don't talk to me, big FYB shit, gang
[Verse 1]
I'm big BDK you ain't knew it
600K, bitch, we killin' them boys
Long live Dooski, you know that's my boy
Smokin' on Waldo with T. Roy
Fuck it, a hundred rounds in the AK
We gon' drop a nigga like bro did HK
Bitch, we don't play-play, get you the way-way
Bob-O got out and got smoked in the same day
Bitch, I be sippin' Blood Money
Rollin' up the Quono while I'm countin' J Money
Pop a White White, got me movin' like a zombie
Nigga try me, nigga gon' need a army
Think that I'm lackin', but this shit Odee
Run up on me, get your ass Lil Steve'd
Shots to ya chest 'til ya ass can't breathe
Niggas be bitches, I can merch it on Bs
Bitch, Fuck O'Block, Front Street
They found L'A face down in the street
They found Nuski with his brains on the seat
Fuck No Limit, Roc Block, over east
Catch G Herb', put the Glock to his teeth
Extort that nigga like we did Chief Keef
Fuck Big A and D'Thang too
Chino, Pluto, we smokin' Lil Boo
Fuck Lamron we flame up Lil Moe
Mix that shit with Lil Rob too
Baldy was a goofy, he got his shit splat hangin' with them dudes
Free da guys, bitch, fuck the cops
Free G Skinny and 50 Shotz
Smoke Faheem with Trixx and Tayski
It don't matter, they all got dropped
[Chorus]
Fuck your homie, he dead, fuck your homie, he dead
Fuck your homie, he dead, most of they ass got hit in they head
Fuck your homie, he dead, fuck your homie, he dead
Fuck your homie, he dead, most of they ass got hit in they head
[Verse 2]
Round of applause, Kobe got his ass clapped
Word around town, Nuski got smoked with his strap
Smoke White Brian, Lafa Killa, I ain't with the cap
One call, Crazy Chris gon' shoot 'em, he don't fuckin' rap
Niggas be cappin' 'til we get to clappin’
We pull up and slump 'em and dump 'em and shit
You claimin' Get Back, your ass gettin' whacked
We catch King Von, we gon' open his shit
Baow, I'm talkin' brains on the floor
Bitch, I know you niggas is hoes
Sheroid got hit up, the boy couldn't get up
So why do the opps think it's safe in the O?
Damn, I think you niggas is slow
Bitch, free my boy Mick from The Grove
800 some goofies, y'all already know
‘Cause how y'all want smoke and ain't got enough poles?
Somebody just tell 'em to stop it
Y'all dissin' the guys, we firin' up Cottage
800 dead goofies, 800 dead bodies
You disrespect Poppie, I'm catchin' a body
I do this for TB and Archie, and Rodney
These niggas is bitches, these niggas can't stop me
Don’t worry 'bout niggas, I stay with my Glocky
It got an extendo, we playin' some hockey
Don't worry about Wooski, my niggas hard body
Have Nello come through, knock your soul out your body
Just like they did Pyro, you disrespect Jaro
My shooters come through, knock ya head off ya body
[Chorus]
Fuck your homie, he dead, fuck your homie, he dead
Fuck your homie, he dead, most of they ass got hit in they head
Fuck your homie, he dead, fuck your homie, he dead
Fuck your homie, he dead, most of they ass got hit in they head