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tek it - j4 krazy & whoppa wit da choppa lyrics

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[verse 1: j4 krazy]
f*ck a lil bag, imma do it for free
imma k!ll if you k!llin for me
i’m feenin for blood til my brother at peace
til god put him back we gon f*ck up the streets
i hand you my heart and you break it in pieces
i’m thinking of you while i’m deep in the sleep
make it look good, no i’m still in the streets
deep in the beef don’t know where imma be
and i gotta k!ll for i throw up the b
catch that boy we gone do it for lee
i give you my love who gone do it for me
the girl that i need on the hide, imma seek
her head feel my chest and i barley can breathe
like how would you feel if i leave
sit in the car with a trigger to squeeze
the form im in jail be the stuff i dont need
f*ck that sh*t broke, cause i know he sleep
we cap on his ass round 3
if free k*spaz we gon set it on b
locked up in the cell and i started to read
man i know how real this sh*t be
but you know this sh*t getting to me
told lies so n*gga they green
come back when i pick up the green
and i can’t forget that my heart got a leak
but maybe this sh*t what you wanted to see
it’s nothing but love, come to me you to see it
my heart getting colder it’s lookin to freeze
but for being the one that they lookin to be
i sit down, don’t you look up to me
don’t get better but still imma g
and gone tell this sh*t really my peace
and gone tell him can’t put down the heat
living my life isn’t easy, its hard
fans and me able to tell it apart
they laughed at a n*gga but now im a star
i’m wondering why there still love in my heart
im playing this song while im still in ya yard
scoring on me hard, ain’t mean im easy to guard
scoring on me hard, ain’t mean im easy to guard
[verse 2: whoppa wit da choppa]
gang gang, ay
ay 4brazy, whats blazing n*gga
lil hoe, ay, lil hoe ay
lil hoe i’ll walk too the moon, fore i’ll ever ever need you
b*tch pass my cup, and it better be two
b*tch roll my blunt, and it better be mooch
ya i don’t dance, but i two*step
b*tch saw the whop, and now you left
house full of thots, than the cool jets
and they gone f*ck the gang cause we don’t tell
can’t give her the drop f*ck a b*tch at a hotel
this sh*t for the block and the bros who can’t be here
pull up to my hood, n*gga you gone see me there
pull up to the 6 and it look like the beach there
cause they getting wet like some seash*lls
they stay gettin stressed, might need help
don’t trust no b*tch, got my heat there
we f*cked yo hoe, and gave her back we felt
and i ran on top with it b*tch
cool the whole jax , know the gang drop n*ggas
if yo b*tch on the isle, then we hit it
every drill in on n*gga we k!ll it
every song i’m on n*gga i k!ll it
had to throw my favorite chop i miss it
hit a drill in a drop*top no ceiling
b*tch been broke my heart, i ain’t got no feelings

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