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To The Ops (Final Warning Remix) Lyrics by Dwills (Rapper)

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[Intro]
Penis
Ayy
[Chorus]
To the opps, yeah, it's your final warning
I be in the field, with the gang, yeah, with my niggas swarming
Yeah, the opps be quiet, kinda silent, things be getting boring
The gang totin' choppas, yeah, they gon' pop 'em
Yeah, the bullets soarin'
[Verse 1]
Ayy, stop playing games, this ain't no app
Ride around in foreigns, they won't ever catch me in that Scat
Only pack we be smokin' be the dead, and that is a fact
Where the opps be hidin'? Perfect timing, put you on the map
Yeah, yeah, and I'ma smoke another wood, nigga
I be makin' money, stackin' money, eating good, nigga
With my niggas schemin', wearing black, we got hoods, nigga
I will shoot a nigga off his bike, like he— (Shh!), ayy
Ayy, and that little nigga dead
And everybody quiet too, lil' nigga, talkin', fed
Yeah, bitch, we smokin' zaza
Don't smoke mid, we smoke dead, nigga
G-Lock with the scope, and infrareds won't miss his head, nigga
Nigga, nigga, flaunt when he ahead, nigga
Niggas droppin' bodies, might as well go check the spread, nigga
Nigga better listen, boy, this shit ain't "Simon Says," nigga
If the opps keep playin', yeah, they won't be playin' dead, nigga
[Chorus]
To the opps, yeah, you know it be your final warning
I be in the field, with the gang, yeah, with my niggas swarming
Yeah, the opps be quiet, kinda silent, things be getting boring
The gang totin' choppas, they gon' pop 'em
Yeah, the bullets soarin'
[Verse 2]
Yeah, the bullets be soarin', we high up in the sky, huh
G-A-G, she gonna gag, fuck her up in her prime
I just silence a nigga, like he be a fuckin' mime
Makin' music with my gun, like this shit be a chime
Then we slide up on his block, nigga, go check the time
In the game, just like I'm Brady, how I'm shootin' dimes
Ain't shootin' no baskets, with my niggas, they be shootin' 9s
EDK, I'm divine, I don't give niggas time
[Chorus]
To the opps, yeah, you know it be your final warning
I be in the field, with the gang, yeah, with my niggas swarming
Yeah, the opps be quiet, kinda silent, things be getting boring
The gang totin' choppas, they gon' pop 'em
Yeah, the bullets soarin'
[Outro]
Penis

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