No Respawn ft. Link Up TV Lyrics

No Respawn - Buni

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Intro]

Hey, hey, listen up

Fuck the opps

Fuck the cops

Ayy, I swear Fermz and Renz patterned this?

Fuck yo dead homies, nigga

EBK, ABK, bitch

[Verse 1]

Send me the addy, I'm tracking it down

Spot me an opp, I'm running it down (Bang)

When he got shot, I was oh so proud

Gulag, how did he make it out? (How?)

He got boxed while running his mouth

He got left with his insides out

One try dash, lost and found

Tek man down, ying that down

Them man chat 'pon B

Rise and glee, fuck discreet (Bang)

How many your friends got put to sleep?

Hold your peace, lemme smoke my weed (Hold that)

Skeng in the ride, come see

Fuck postcode, don't rep no street (Fuck 'еm)

ABG, we glee

Violations leave you six feet deep (Bang)

Thеy turn shy when we talk about works, works

'Nuff of them man got hurt

He got hurt and he got burst

And the next one got put in a hearse (Dead boy)

Shit, shit could've turned out worse

Too many man got sent to the nurse

He got worked and his friend disperse

And the other one got covered with dirt (Dead boy)

I'm badder than bad

Temperament's nuts, turn psycho mad

Rise up my wap and take off hats

Slap and I slap, protect your yat

Scream "No cap", 'cah he left his hat

Real bad man, don't tek no chat

When he dashed, he didn't look back

Now his friend's all fucked, it's mad (Mad)

[Chorus]

Yo, bro-bro, where the opps at? Ping that (Ping)

No respawn when I swing that, ying dat (Ying)

One eye closed when I zing dat, zing dat

Best play dead, or we spin back, get back (Grrr)

Bad man ting, don't tek no chit-chat (Never)

But I'm known for the blick dat, blick dat (Blick dat)

Everyting red when I get back, get back (Blick dat)

Corn gon' fly when when I press that let back

[Verse 2]

Everyting fucked when my loadout drops

No VLK when I buss my shot (Bang)

Who's on what? Come, let's rock

Slide and pop, confirm that loss (Bang)

Numerous opps got whacked, some dropped

One coulda dropped, but I missed the drop

Flop, pissed, let's spin that block

Pop, slap this mash at your top

Yo, this likkle man wan' @ me

I advise you never to @ me

'Cah the last time one of them @ me

He got yinged in front of his gyallie (Ching, ching)

Patty, patty, a bunch of patties

Jump out the ride, get slappy (Slap, boy)

Jump out the ride, get slappy, tappy

Hoping that feds don't grab me (Dead up)

[Chorus]

Yo, bro-bro, where the opps at? Ping that (Ping)

No respawn when I swing that, ying dat (Ying)

One eye closed when I zing dat, zing dat

Best play dead, or we spin back, get back (Grrr)

Bad man ting, don't tek no chit-chat (Never)

But I'm known for the blick dat, blick dat (Blick dat)

Everyting red when I get back, get back (Blick dat)

Corn gon' fly when when I press that let back