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letra de youngeternal - chop em up

[intro]
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[verse]
i’m at the scene, i don’t make sh-t easy for them
h-ll nah n-gga, chop em up, throw it up, body parts
12 gon’ go pick up the pieces then (f-ck it)
all my chains on but i don’t got no jesus pieces man
pray i don’t catch you cause you gon’ be on yo knees like them
you a deer in headlights (yeah, yeah) got some mothaf-ckin’ head lice
want a bad b-tch just like ice spice, boy you smell bad need some old spice
boy they caught you wearin’ green gold, my diamonds ice cold, need freezer
six-six-six, i’m a disbeliever, f-cked ya old hoe, i relievе her
i don’t even want hеr, just keep her
i don’t even pray cause i’m cursed
fake n-ggas cross me, that boy gon’ end up in a he-rs-, ou
still got my day one that’s unrversed
she give me head like a nerd, these n-ggas snake and that’s word
took a g6 now my vision so blurred
hold up, hold up, my vision got clearer, lil’ n-ggas still talkin’ sh-t in that rearview mirror
swag, swag, swag, jeff hardy
these hoes wanna just party, my b-tch bad like barbie
project x, throw a house party
ugly n-gga look like marty, yeah, this wrist cost me like forty
ain’t that yo lil’ shorty?, sorry lil’ n-gga, sorry lil’ n-gga
took that b-tch to my crib, let her ride in this whip
and if she wan’ do it again, she could ride this d-ck
collect these hoes like infinity stones, these n-ggas stay tryna be my clones
don’t speak up lil’ n-gga, lower ya tone
she was wit’ me when you called and she still gon’ answer the phone
that show you don’t matter (d-mn), my pockets only gettin’ fatter
had these hoes in twos and yeah i did slap ’em
you a lil’ boy, don’t know ’bout that, yeah i tapped that hoe, been had that
dumbass boy, i been had racks

- chop em up

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