We at war all my soldiers got Felonies
Aiming for the top earner's
I'm Nate Turner
Show mercy I'm not gonna
Bitch it's hot summer
You can live if these bullet's
Don't out run ya
My Young Thugs all Gunners
Who shot ya world wonders
He's a op shes a thot
They all Ops
Shit they might be cop
Spin the block
I Send these shots
Might peel ya top
Bitch I'm hot Hot hot hot
Don't f*ck around and get Murdered
It don't stop
I'm on clock
Don't get dropped
Claiming what you not
F*ck out my spot
Death to all ops
Preach
Pay your homage
Or earn your keep
Or down you lay
Stay a slave
Some niggas hood
Some niggas not
Rich or poor get dropped
38 For who ever special
Got a death wish let me help you
King of New York
Death to The hassas
Free you from ya Massa
He's a op , shes a thot
They all Ops
Shit they might be cop
Spin the block
I Send these shots
Might peel ya top
Bitch I'm hot Hot hot hot
Don't f*ck around and get Murdered
Loot n kill we playing plunder
In it to win get my money long
No re-spawn so baring arm
F*ck you all I fear is God
Battle scars evolved I'm Charazard
Bringing major heat
Bow or meet defeat
Pull you off your throne
And take a seat
$iah
Siah-7-God - Ops Lyrics
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We at war all my soldiers got Felonies
Aiming for the top earner's
I'm Nate Turner
Show mercy I'm not gonna
Bitch it's hot summer
You can live if these bullet's
Don't out run ya
My Young Thugs all Gunners
Who shot ya world wonders
He's a op shes a thot
They all Ops
Shit they might be cop
Spin the block
I Send these shots
Might peel ya top
Bitch I'm hot Hot hot hot
Don't f*ck around and get Murdered
It don't stop
I'm on clock
Don't get dropped
Claiming what you not
F*ck out my spot
Death to all ops
Preach
Pay your homage
Or earn your keep
Or down you lay
Stay a slave
Some niggas hood
Some niggas not
Rich or poor get dropped
38 For who ever special
Got a death wish let me help you
King of New York
Death to The hassas
Free you from ya Massa
He's a op , shes a thot
They all Ops
Shit they might be cop
Spin the block
I Send these shots
Might peel ya top
Bitch I'm hot Hot hot hot
Don't f*ck around and get Murdered
Loot n kill we playing plunder
In it to win get my money long
No re-spawn so baring arm
F*ck you all I fear is God
Battle scars evolved I'm Charazard
Bringing major heat
Bow or meet defeat
Pull you off your throne
And take a seat
$iah
Aiming for the top earner's
I'm Nate Turner
Show mercy I'm not gonna
Bitch it's hot summer
You can live if these bullet's
Don't out run ya
My Young Thugs all Gunners
Who shot ya world wonders
He's a op shes a thot
They all Ops
Shit they might be cop
Spin the block
I Send these shots
Might peel ya top
Bitch I'm hot Hot hot hot
Don't f*ck around and get Murdered
It don't stop
I'm on clock
Don't get dropped
Claiming what you not
F*ck out my spot
Death to all ops
Preach
Pay your homage
Or earn your keep
Or down you lay
Stay a slave
Some niggas hood
Some niggas not
Rich or poor get dropped
38 For who ever special
Got a death wish let me help you
King of New York
Death to The hassas
Free you from ya Massa
He's a op , shes a thot
They all Ops
Shit they might be cop
Spin the block
I Send these shots
Might peel ya top
Bitch I'm hot Hot hot hot
Don't f*ck around and get Murdered
Loot n kill we playing plunder
In it to win get my money long
No re-spawn so baring arm
F*ck you all I fear is God
Battle scars evolved I'm Charazard
Bringing major heat
Bow or meet defeat
Pull you off your throne
And take a seat
$iah
Writer: Charles Clarke
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