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Yus Gz - Kee Boppin

 
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(Intro)
Like, like, baow-baow-baow
Like, every opp shot, like
Lowkeymali, what's the word?
Kee got shot and he still in my—
Mm, nah, turn it up, Young Madz
Kee got shot and he still in my— (And he dead)
Like, ahh

{Chorus}
Pop out the cut, tryna turn 'em to toast (Like, what?)
New opp, heard he died by that Glock (Grrah-grrah)
Like, on the heights, next stop is the O
Kee Boppin', they askin' me, who do I smoke? (Who do I smoke?)
PTSD, I like clutchin' on poles (Grrah-grrah)
See (Shh), wit' the beam, leave 'em dead in the snow (In the snow)
Like, tried to run, but he couldn't gеt low
Like, tried to up, but he couldn't еven blow (Baow-baow)
Notti, Country, Smelly, Bobby
Every Osama I see, I'ma throw (I'ma throw)
Roscoe Da G, gotta cross out the O
Oh, that's E wit' the dot? Put a hole in his throat, like (Grrah-grrah)
New drop, now they bop just smoke
He got shot in his head, thinkin' shit a joke, like (Grrah-grrah, ahh)
And he dead, run 'em over, lil' brodie gon' throw it up close, like

{Verse 1}
Throwin' shot after shot (Grrah-grrah)
Like, how many niggas gon' duck on that block? (Baow-baow-baow)
Like, 40K, them niggas movin' wock'
Like, Jdotty be fiendin' to clear the whole block (Don't run, baow-baow-baow)
Fuck a stepper, we stompin' when my niggas flock (Grrah, grrah)
Bro roll down the window, there go the opps (Baow-baow, ah)
They on my block, all they heard was, "Grrah" (Grrah)
Big EBS, everybody shot (Everybody shot)
Like, Mr. Boom-At-A-Thot (Like)
Like, I'm Mr. Boom-At-A-Bop (Baow-baow-baow)
Like, I'm with Scottie2Hottie, she hot (She hot)
I do shit on my dolo, I don't need a block (I don't need a block)
I hit a bunny, that shit movin' wock' (Like)
Hollow tips got a turn, they twistin' to drop (Baow-baow)
Like, move tact, get a shot (Grrah)
Pop out the cut, I'm like, "Who tryna box?" (Like, who tryna box?)

{Verse 2}
That nigga dead, now his big bro poppin' (Body dead)
Fuck 14, 18 rockin'
We on that block and we 18 boppin'
I told brodie, "Keep punchin', don't stop" (Don't stop)
We the opps, we get it poppin' (We the opps)
How you 43rdK? Nigga, stop it (Stop it)
Why they talkin' 'bout they Lotti boppin'? (Baow-baow)
Kee just died, now this lil' nigga poppin
Left hand out tappin ya head(Like)
After that, put that shit to the spliff (To the spliff)
Keep flickin', keep flickin' (Grrah, grrah)
Kee got shot, he got sent to the ditch (And he dead)
Left hand out, tappin ya head(Like)
After that, put that shit to the spliff (Baow-baow-baow)
Keep flickin', keep flickin'
Keei got shot, he got sent to the ditch (Kee)

{Chorus}
Pop out the cut, tryna turn 'em to toast (Like, what?)
New opp, heard he died by that Glock (Grrah-grrah)
Like, on the heights, next stop is the O
Kee Boppin', they askin' me, who do I smoke? (Who do I smoke?)
PTSD, I like clutchin' on poles (Grrah-grrah)
See (Shh), wit' the beam, leave 'em dead in the snow (In the snow)
Like, tried to run, but he couldn't get low
Like, tried to up, but he couldn't even blow (Baow-baow)
Notti, Country, Smelly, Bobby
Every Osama I see, I'ma throw (I'ma throw)
Roscoe Da G, gotta cross out the O
Oh, that's E wit' the dot? Put a hole in his throat, like (Grrah-grrah)
New drop, now they bop just smoke
He got shot in his head thinkin' shit a joke, like (Grrah-grrah, ahh)
And he dead, run 'em over, lil' brodie gon' throw it up close, like

{Outro}
Like, suck my dick, ahh
Grrah, like, baow-baow-baow

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Yus Gz is a young artist from The Bronx that is showing promise. New York City is the birthplace of hip hop, specifically The Bronx. Early in the days of hip hop, The Bronx stood up and let it be known hip hop was born there. Nearly fifty years later, rappers are still emerging from the borough. Among the latest to emerge is Yus Gz, who is trying to make it happen.

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