CBLU – A.O.S. Lyrics
Artist: CBLU
Song: A.O.S.
War’s too nasty
Look, stop dissin’ C Blu, n#gg#, get off my dick (Grrah)
Get off my sh#t (Baow), y’all n#gg#s is not robbin’ nothin’
Y’all n#gg#s is not gon’ do nothin’, n#gg#
Cause y’all n#gg#s is p#ss#, f#ckin’ p#ss#, n#gg#
C Blu
When you see me, you takin’ what? n#gg#, never that
Throw shots, I’m a quarterback
See a opp, f#ck a mask, we get on his #ss
Got the chop, I ain’t tryna’ pass
Catch a OB, b#tch, I’ma leave his #ss
And Lil Keemy got hit in his head
Why you dissin’? You almost was dead
And they said they gon’ make me see red
But, I’m walkin’ wit’ one in the head
Silence stay wit’ me like Eddy and Ed
And y’all n#gg#s ain’t never do nothin’
Y’all some gerbers, like, stop all the bluffin’
We could link, but just don’t be runnin’
When you see me, you takin’ what? n#gg#, never that
Throw shots, I’m a quarterback
See a opp, f#ck a mask, we get on his #ss
Got the chop, I ain’t tryna’ pass
Catch a OB, b#tch, I’ma leave his #ss
And Lil Keemy got hit in his head
Why you dissin’? You almost was dead
And they said they gon’ make me see red
But, I’m walkin’ wit’ one in the head
Silence stay wit’ me like Eddy and Ed
And y’all n#gg#s ain’t never do nothin’
Y’all some gerbers, like, stop all the bluffin’
We could link, but just don’t be runnin’
He was throwin’ up SexMoneyK, and got poked up
I’m just smokin’ on Caine like it’s jokes up
Claim you a shooter, but you ain’t never tote non’
Spin through the Hill like, “What y’all wanna do?”
Yagi wit’ me, but you know I oot
I don’t get jiggy when I’m in the booth
Make it litty, boomin’ with the duece
Huh, look, said he gon’ what?
Move Look got caught on the bus
Too shook, g#dd#mn to bluff
Puma, that boy a dummy if he try to box me
Everything shot, I’m not tryin’ to be Ali
He like, “Steve, you gotta tell em’ free Oppy”
Bring her back to the block, free Gotti
Get you rushed in the spot, free Nazzy
Everything K, I ain’t with nobody
n#gg#s runnin’, and talk like they got it
n#gg#s runnin’, and talk like they what?
Look, step in the spot and I’m clearin’ it up
Speak on JB, and I’m burnin’ it up
Set Da Trend set trends, that’s tough
Up first, shoot, enough is enough
Tired of n#gg#s feelin’ super tough
3 in the field, it got me booted up
Food table, everybody stuffed
Glock 9, Amiris, hold it up
It get scary, you runnin’ to us
Bullets drop him, playin’ Double Dutch
2 at time, ain’t no 1 on 1
I’m like “C Blu, who f#ckin’ wit’ us?”
Everything K, they don’t want it wit’ us
They don’t, no the f#ck they don’t, man
n#gg#s is f#ckin’ p#ss#, n#gg#
OYK, you get jiggy, I’ll leave you there, you heard
All O’s shot
Dougie f#ckin’ B, b#tch
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Release Year: 2018