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Old Friends, New Opps - Shy Glizzy
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Old Friends, New Opps Shy Glizzy

Old Friends, New Opps - Shy Glizzy
[Intro]
(Itsnelll on the beat, nigga)
Yeah

[Chorus]
Get that hate up out your heart and make the love a lil' bigger
Niggas dyin' left to right, I keep my finger on the trigger
And you know shit out here ugly when your friend might be your killer
'Cause once upon a time, my opps, they used to be my niggas
Remember, I got that .38, it made me feel so special
As soon as I got that glizzy, I start takin' niggas' cheddar
And don't send me no message 'less a nigga want some pressure
Thеse niggas out here tеllin', man, these niggas out here jealous

[Verse 1]
Thirty-three shots, a nigga smokin' Big Scottie
Glizzy pull a Maybach, yeah, this the big body
And I'm with my driver, most likely got a bitch sliding
She just like my opps, these niggas be dick ridin'
Pockets full of hundreds, baby, tell me what you want (What you want)
Brand new Escalade, a hundred bags up in the trunk
Niggas say a lot of things, but they don't wanna rump (Wanna rump)
When them shooters came, I heard you turned to Forrest Gump
And the way I stunt, I know these niggas can't stand me
Rich ass nigga, I done went and got a nanny
Remincisin' 'bout watchin' Wheel of Fortune with my granny
And we used to keep a couple chickens in the pantry (Ayy)
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