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No Opp Left Behind [ChopNotSlop Remix]
Descrição
A faixa "No Opp Left Behind" de 21 Savage, na versão [ChopNotSlop Remix], é um relato cru e implacável da ascensão do artista de uma vida de privações e crimes para o sucesso e a riqueza. A letra mergulha na brutalidade da vida nas ruas, onde a sobrevivência exigia roubar e "servir", e a violência era uma resposta comum a qualquer desafio ("put him on a shirt"). A narrativa exalta a lealdade ao grupo e a eliminação de adversários ("No opp left behind"), ao mesmo tempo que celebra as recompensas materiais como carros de luxo, joias e dinheiro, contrastando com um passado de dificuldades educacionais. A faixa transmite uma mensagem de autenticidade inabalável, reiterando que sua história é "raw" e sem "cap", enfatizando a vigilância constante contra traidores e a prontidão para a retribuição. É um manifesto sobre poder, sobrevivência e a manutenção de uma reputação temível no ambiente urbano.
Letra
DJ Slim K
Metro in this bitch goin' brazy
ChopStars
This that Savage Mode II: Chopped Up Not Slopped Up
Made it out the dirt, I was head first
A nigga used to rob, ayy, and I used to serve
Made it out the dirt, I was head first
A nigga used to rob, ayy, and I used to, and I used to-
Made it out the dirt, I was head first
A nigga used to rob, ayy, and I used to serve
Couldn't, couldn't go to work, school was the worst
Pussy, pussy tried to play me, ayy, put him on a shirt
Pussy tried to play me, ayy, put him on a shirt
Pussy tried to play me, ayy, put him on a shirt
Lambo real fast, fell in love with cash
Fell in love with head, ayy, I fell in love with ass
Science, science, I was 'sleep, ayy, I fell in love with math
She was at the club, ayy, I made her take a bath
Ayy, I'm King Smoke, so I got a drum on the stick
Gang was in there, I can't put my tongue on that shit
He was talkin' crazy 'til that hollow hit his lip
Ayy, Big 4L, even the killers gettin' killed
All you see is Pateks and APs in my clique
We got all the bottles and the hookah in the VIP
I m-might be a rapper, but it's thirty in this clip
Ayy, Zone 6, we get niggas buried 'round this bitch
Pitbull the way I walk, way I talk
Loose lips sink ships, yellow tape, white chalk
Multitask, use the pistol and the fork
Screamin', "No opp left behind," nigga, we gon' kill 'em all
Ain't no cap in my rap, ain't no flaw
You could tell it when I rap, ain't no cut, this shit raw
Cut him off if he talkin' to the law
Drac', Draco 'cause he quiet 'til he hit you in the jaw
My lil' niggas don't wanna trap, they wanna spin
Ayy, spin, fill the choppas up, then spin again
Free my dawg, he not ink, so why he in a pen'?
From Atlanta, not Vegas, but I still sin
Ayy, chain like a yo-yo, ride me like a pogo
She from out of D.C., when she fuck me, she play go-go
Used to, used to sip lines, now a nigga sippin' Fours, though
Niggas rappin' gangsta, but they really hoes, though
Street niggas, streets don't talk, talk, but you told, though
Rattail hangin' in the hood, hood, boy, you bold bold
We ain't tryna hear 'bout all the bricks that you sold sold
They don't need a badge, but them niggas still the po-po
Focused on my bag, focused on my money
I done had some dark days, I done had some sunny
Niggas think they hot, I think niggas funny
Ayy, yellow baguette, VV-VVS's look like honey
All my diamonds pissed on, ayy, Andre Drummond
My playa, my playa won't even pull inside the 'partments 'cause they haunted
My dawg, my dawg could've passed me the ball, but he punted
Got my turn, did a onside kick, that's how I'm comin'
Pitbull the way I walk, way I talk
Loose lips sink ships, yellow tape, white chalk
Multitask, use the pistol and the fork
Screamin', "No opp left behind," nigga, we gon' kill 'em all
Ain't no cap in my rap, ain't no flaw
You could tell it when I rap, ain't no cut, this shit raw
Cut him off if he talkin' to the law
I'm with Draco 'cause he quiet 'til he hit you in the jaw
Multitask, use the pistol and the fork
Screamin', "No opp left behind," nigga, we gon' kill 'em all
Multitask, use the pistol and the fork
Screamin', "No opp left behind," nigga, we gon' kill 'em all
Ain't no cap in my rap, ain't no flaw
You could tell it when I rap, ain't no cut, this shit raw
Cut him off if he talkin' to the law
I'm with Draco 'cause he quiet 'til he hit you in the jaw
Jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw
Gírias
ChopNotSlop ou Chopped Up Not Slopped Up refere-se a um estilo de remixagem de DJ originado em Houston, Texas, onde a música é desacelerada, cortada e alterada com efeitos, popularizado por DJ Screw e equipes como ChopStars. A expressão put him on a shirt é uma gíria brutal que significa matar alguém, insinuando que a vítima terá sua imagem impressa em camisetas memoriais. Drum on the stick descreve uma arma de fogo equipada com um carregador de tambor, que aumenta significativamente a capacidade de munição. Zone 6 identifica uma área específica no leste de Atlanta, Geórgia, frequentemente referenciada por 21 Savage como seu território de origem. Por fim, spin ou spin again no jargão de rua significa dirigir repetidamente por territórios rivais para procurar e confrontar adversários.