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choppa talk - nle choppa lyrics

[intro]
gotta tell these p*ssy ass n*ggas suck my d*ck
ay, huh, yeah, ay, ay

[verse]
you not a k!ller, you fold under pressure
i play him to the left, yeah you know i neglect him
hit his ass with this choppa, i know that he felt that
b*tch i know how to rob, you know that i’m steppin’
when sh*t go down, who really gonna slide?
i saw me a murder when i was just five
homicide on my brain, you know that i’m traumatized
i couldn’t find my opp, so you know that his mamma died
b*tch, i’m deep in the field, i don’t need no cleats
b*tch i’m not from miami, but i keep my heat
and my glock on my side every time that i sleep
that choppa make him sweat, like he was keith
finger on the trigger, b*tch you know that i shoot
when a opp see me, you know they salute
b*tch you know i’m the sickest like i had the flu
put yo ass in the ground, like he was a root
n*gga watch yo mouth who the f*ck is you buggin’?
i shot him two times and he died so he lucky
you can call me [?] cause a young n*gga thuggin’
bullets real hot like i put em’ in the oven
ar*15 with the 223’s
i get a n*gga burned like charlie sheen
i’m black with the mask so you know i ain’t seen
my n*ggas they shootin’ like they was kareem
glock got a d*ld*, never been a weirdo
pull up at yo front door, shoot like rondo
hoes in the condo, d*ck in her tonsils
when i get a nut, imma kick em’ out pr*nto
who got shot n*gga i really*

- nle choppa lyrics

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