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BLACK OPS
[Intro: Duke Deuce]
(Hitkidd, what it do, man?)
There come a time in a man life
We have to be violent, real violent
Haha-ha-hahaha-ha
What the fuck?

[Chorus: Duke Deuce]
Fuck n***a, what you claim? Where you from? (Where you from, bitch?)
How the fuck (Ha) you goin' to war with a don? (Ha)
Black Ops shit, bitch, we go dumb (Dah-dah-dah-dah)
Make a n***a flame your block like Saddam (Saddam)
Fuck n***a, what you claim? Where you from? (What? What? What?)
How the fuck you goin' to war with a don? (How the fuck you goin' to war?)
Black Ops shit, bitch, we go dumb
Make a n***a flame your block like Saddam (What the fuck!)

[Verse 1: Duke Deuce]
Fuckin' with the Deucifer, just know shit get scary
.40 with a dick, pop a pussy n***a cherry
Made men Mafia, a gangster military
Fuck one thotty, kill 'em all, very necessary (Ayy, ayy)
Nah, I ain't fuckin' 'round, hater, rest in peace (What? What?)
Fuck n***a talkin', "Wow," hit 'em with the heat (Brrrt)
Chasin' clout, talkin' loud, sound like the police (Police)
Fuck yo' man, gloaw-glaow, hit they block for weeks (Hit they block for weeks)
Shit can get real sinister, you thought I won't remember ya' (Uh)
Send you pussy n***as a lil' gift, I will December ya' (Uh)
Got some brothers claimin' what you rep, they is not feelin' ya' (Feelin' ya')
They be talkin' 'bout killin' ya' (Killin' ya')
Smoke you like some Indica (What the fuck!)
[Chorus: Duke Deuce]
Fuck n***a, what you claim? Where you from? (Ayy, where you from, bitch?)
How the fuck (Ha) you goin' to war with a don? (Ha)
Black Ops shit, bitch, we go dumb (Dah-dah-dah-dah)
Make a n***a flame your block like Saddam (Saddam)
Fuck n***a, what you claim? Where you from? (What? What? What?)
How the fuck you goin' to war with a don? (How the fuck you goin' to war?)
Black Ops shit, bitch, we go dumb
Make a n***a flame your block like Saddam

[Verse 2: Big Moochie Grape]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (Yes, sir)
We posted in East Haiti and we get off with the bonds (Get off the bonds)
Servin' that sack and my lil' n***a got him a strap (Uh, uh) so big it could take off your arm (Fah-fah)
Big Moochie Grape, bitch, you know I'm the don (Big Moochie)
Left wrist still one-of-one, uh (One-of-one)
Young n***a shinin' hard just like the sun (Yeah)
One-twenty just for my son (Yes, sir)
Uh, back home, they treat me like God in the slums (Uh-huh)
Having some fun with these funds (Racks)
Uh, my lil' n***a seventeen, got him a gun (Seventeen)
And he ain't goin' for nothin' (Nothin')
Uh, I'm the young n***a, turn nothing to somethin' (Uh-huh)
Youngest OG, bitch, I'm pushin' the buttons (Pushin' the buttons)
Every piece on the young n***a be flooded (Ice)
See me an opp', bare hands, then we flush 'em (Frrt)
Flooded with racks, yeah (Yeah)
Real n***a carry a MAC, yeah (Woo)
762 out the 'Cat, yeah (Woo, woo)
Hit his ass up then we scratch, yeah (Skrrt)
Black Op, but you can't get 'em back, yeah (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
And all these n***a be cap, yeah (They be cap)
I put them racks straight on ya' cap, yeah (Straight on ya' cap)
They take your ass right off the map
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Duke Deuce]
Fuck n***a, what you claim? Where you from? (Where you from, bitch?)
How the fuck (Ha) you goin' to war with a don? (Ha-ha)
Black Ops shit, bitch, we go dumb (Bitch, we go dumb)
Make a n***a flame your block like Saddam (Like Saddam)
Fuck n***a, what you claim? Where you from? (What? What? What?)
How the fuck you goin' to war with a don? (How the fuck you goin' to war? Ha-ha)
Black Ops shit, bitch, we go dumb (Bah-bah)
Make a n***a flame your block like Saddam

[Outro: Duke Deuce]
What the fuck?
Ayy, ayy, bitch
Yeah-yeah-yeah, ho
Fuck you talmbout', bitch?
Grr-rr-rr-rr