Scorey - Oh, Oh (Lyrics)
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➥ Lyrics:

It sound like Ohh oh oh oh oh oh
It sound like
It sound like Ohh oh oh oh oh oh

Hair tied Rockout witit
Gen 5 Glock extended
Shells fly pop out hit him
Mans slide hop out wit him
Anytime you pop I'm wit it
Show me how you rock I'll witness
We gon throw that lob like clippers
And we call the shots Doc Rivers

It sing like Ohh oh oh oh oh oh ohoh
One call away and I'm gon blowwww
Like Ohh oh oh oh oh oh ohoh
You never know when it's time to go

Hop out a rented van blowing like a fan till that glizzy jam cus it's hot
He think he got a chance, run him out his pants, stumble till he land when he shot
I need a big advance for a lotta bands if you want my fans in ya spot
Whip it I put my hands ina pot
Instruments playing jazz wit a glock
It sound like Ohh oh oh oh oh oh ohoh
When them shots fire, blowing fifty rounds till the opp die, let that glizzy pound at the stop sign
Like Ohh oh oh oh oh oh ohoh
Now his block fried
Like Billy Jean she is not mine
Let off plenty steam when I pop mines

Hair tied Rockout witit
Gen 5 Glock extended
Shells fly pop out hit him
Mans slide hop out wit him
Anytime you pop I'm wit it
Show me how you rock I'll witness
We gon throw that lob like clippers
And we call the shots Doc Rivers

It sing like Ohh oh oh oh oh oh ohoh
One call away and I'm gon blowwww
Like Ohh oh oh oh oh oh ohoh
You never know when it's time to go

Stand over n*ggas he trembling fuck it I might have lil Twizzy go finish him, uh
Hollowtips eat at his skin when it hit him I'm watching them bullets diminish him, uh
They tired of me no Michelin, huh
Fire in me shit boost my adrenaline up
I'm what they trying to be, don't be crying to me if it's not for my benefit, uh
I aint have no one inspiring me, kept a eye on the green, now I'm living it up
I keep that iron wit me, gotta ride wit the heat when I'm up and I'm up and I'm blickin
It sung Ohh oh oh oh oh oh ohoh
When we hit him it's tough
How many spit from the glizzy enough
Iont show em no pity just fill 'em wit slugs

Hair tied Rockout witit
Gen 5 Glock extended
Shells fly pop out hit him
Mans slide hop out wit him
Anytime you pop I'm wit it
Show me how you rock I'll witness
We gon throw that lob like clippers
And we call the shots Doc Rivers

It sing like Ohh oh oh oh oh oh ohoh
One call away and I'm gon blowwww
Like Ohh oh oh oh oh oh ohoh
You never know when it's time to go

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