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lonesome - choppazay lyrics

[intro: choppazay]
like, yall will take a n*gga voice, yall will take a n*gga style
yall will take a n*gga clothes
yo
yo
*pop twin
yow
like, yall, like
frrrt, frrrt
yow, yow

[verse 1: choppazay]
huh, remember all them days i was by myself
huh, after i gave my love to her, i ain’t give it to n0body else
i know these percs really bad for me
but shut the f*ck up i really don’t care (really don’t care)
(plugg)
huh, young n*gga spin off a x
huh, drugs made me bleed out my chest
this 32 sh*t, n*gga, f*ck yo set
don’t do nun that you’ll regret
that n*gga a b*tch, yall not no threat
stick h*lla loud, might [?]
don’t put yo trust up in a b*tch that stab yo back
(yow, i’m already knowin, i’m already knowin)
it’s six in the morning right now, and i’m so geekеd
i got seven shots for you that’ll make you wеak (yow)
in that car got twin wit’ me
huh, 2x come thru trim wit’ that glock and stack sh*t up
just like a p
[bridge: choppazay]
(plugg)
frrrt (my twin)
frrrt, yow (shout out my twin)

[verse 2: 2xescobar]
young n*gga trim just swing arp
why the f*ck these n*ggas speakin on me?
big ass gun [?]
try to run up, n*gga, cut off his feet
k*3 gun n*gga [?]
runnin wit k’s, get hung by a tree
r*kelly cuts when my gun gotta pee
twin so blood, he keep throwin’ b’s
b*tch i’m a packer, i’m up by the g’s
and the black folks will make a n*gga freeze
got the block hot it’s four hundred degrees
[?]
infinite bread, this b*tch, i’ma leave
off these drugs, i’m high as can be (frrt, hmm, hmm, you’ve tried everything!)
off these drugs, i don’t give no f*cks (not yet, i got one more card to play)
when i beat em it ain’t do enough
pop out on n*gga, he walking on crutch
just like a [?], i’m ready to bust
you ain’t a shooter, [?] covered in rust
you speak to 12, we spillin his guts
emo b*tch, arm covered in cuts
(plugg)
d*mn, yeah, yeah, i’m trim
i could squeeze thru the cut cause i’m slush
[?]
pray to god, cause i could miss them xans
[?]
either way i go, n*ggas ain’t like that
he gon, play and get beat like a hi*hat
in the kitchen tryna melt the pyrax
[outro]
n*ggas* yall will take a n*gga voice, yall will take a n*gga
*will take a n*gga voice*
*style, yall will take a n*gga*
take a n*gga clothes
ten n*ggas got me on this one white*
ten n*ggas* say, what
all these n*ggas* all these n*ggas act like
get the f*ck out* f*ck outta here

- choppazay lyrics

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