Dead Opps Pt. 1 7981 Kal (Ft. G Fredo)

[Intro: 7981 Kal]
Beats by Yamaica Productions, baby
Try shoot me?
Free JD, [?]
My man, yeah

[Verse 1: 7981 Kal, G Fredo]
Try shoot me?
Aight-aight damm, bitch
Pull up on you, ion care, bitch
Two two-three, kill it, bam, bitch (Grrrt)
Thirty popper, keep it here, bitch
Doin'-doin' hits, pop out the van, bitch (Van, bitch)
Buss a lap and then we vanish
.4-.45, doin' damage
Big-big up (Big up)
Thirty-thirty-thirty shot, that's a mop (That's a mop)
Io-ion care 'bout the cops
Watch me pull up with a chop (Grrrt)
Big-big Glock (Big Glock)
No kick, ion need two hands (Two hands)
.45, my shit won't jam (Won't jam)
Double packs, like ketchup man (Like ketchup man)

[Verse 2: 7981 Kal, G Fredo]
Big-big facts (Facts)
You talk shit, get smacked
I made a 100 bands in the trap
Now they wanna 100 years in the max (In the max)
On-on backs (Backs)
Fucked up, that little nigga ran
Me n'-me n' bro pull up in the van
Imma K with the [?], stop rolling like a fan (Brrrt)
Run-run down (Down)
Gunshot, hit 'em up in his back (Ok)
He got hit with the Tec and the Mac
We're not gonna do it, Emma, I'm lеaving the jail (I'm leaving the jail)
Naw, fuck that
Catch an oppеr, put one in his face
Was he dead? Are you all at his momma house?
Show her respect, or we shoot up the place (Brrrt)