THF Zoo, CoKilla & Only The Family – Posted At Lyrics

Posted At Lyrics by THF Zoo, CoKilla & Only The Family

[Intro: CoKilla]
(Broski) CoKilla
I got my nigga Zoowop in this bitch with me
Yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Chorus: CoKilla & THF Zoo]
Don’t let us get the drop where you be posted at (You know that)
Lil’ bro 4’9″, but he tote somethin’ with a shoulder strap (On gang)
There go Breezo right out the car, that lil’ boy know he stretched (For real)
Now he cryin’, but it’s okay, can’t get his brodie back (No, Wop)
When I pop out, I shoot to kill ’cause you know drillin’ is a hobby (You know that)
The first nigga was posted up on Folly with a Tommy (On gang)
Just test me, watch this ten milli’ go off, lil’ nigga, try me (Try me)
These niggas ain’t no killers, catchin’ accidental bodies (Goofy)

[Verse 1: CoKilla]
Ain’t shit changed, bitch, I’ll get you killed quick
My top opp, hе died in 12 and they still sick (For real)
EBK and THF, thеy known to drill shit (On gang)
I just did six and I came home and, bitch, I’m still lit (Let’s go)

[Verse 2: THF Zoo]
CoKilla told me, “Zoo, keep goin’, bitch, we ’bout to blow” (On gang)
I go up a sixty, then pour up a four, then I’m in mode (Blow)
My shorties thirsty, tryna catch a body, up the score (Go)
If he a witness, then my young niggas, they kick in niggas’ doors (You know that)

[Verse 3: CoKilla]
We takin’ niggas’ souls, we leave the scene and now we one up (For real)
My shorty got the Drac’, he super fried, you better not run up (On gang)
My Glock, it got two titties, plus a button, this bitch done up
Smokin’ dead opps, I’m with DeDe, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout Osama (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 4: THF Zoo]
If he show a sign of nervous, he gon’ freeze up on the mission
They like, “Zoowop, how you three and O?” Bitch, I don’t leave a witness (Witness)
I should have a suit and tie because the way I stand on business
THF and EBK, and we don’t never trust these bitches, bitch, you get it

[Chorus: CoKilla & THF Zoo]
Don’t let us get the drop where you be posted at (You know that)
Lil’ bro 4’9″, but he tote somethin’ with a shoulder strap (On gang)
There go Breezo right out the car, that lil’ boy know he stretched (For real)
Now he cryin’, but it’s okay, can’t get his brodie back (No)
When I pop out, I shoot to kill ’cause you know drillin’ is a hobby (You know that)
The first nigga was posted up on Folly with a Tommy (On gang)
Just test me, watch this ten milli’ go off, lil’ nigga, try me (Try me)
These niggas ain’t no killers, catchin’ accidental bodies (Goofy)