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letra de choppa talk - kappalot

i love you, see, daddy. water, what’s the word?
hop the f-ck out with some drinks
finna k!ll his ass and shoot that n-gga all up in his face
he heard that n-gga was a b-tch, and he was snitching on his game
get the f-ck up out my face before i smack you with this cane

b-tch, n-gga, what the f-ck y’all talking about?
talking about how i’m a b-tch? n-gga, you never did no sh-t
now let’s get back to the facts—how i made you with a b-tch
and i slapped your man all in his sh-t and just took his bl!ck, n-gga

n-ggas saying this sh-t a game
till we hop out with the drac’ and we gon’ leave some stains
n-gga, you a b-tch, and you ain’t never leave no stains
stop all the capping, n-gga, and just leave a stain

let’s go leave a stain
chopper hit you in your face, the chopper hit you in your brain
b-y-n-g-s and 3b the game
yeah, them hollow tips do surgery, they leave your ass in pain

sfg too official, blowing down just like a whistle
fullies hit you superficial
me and bro hop out with arps and h-lla pistols
diamonds glisten—vvs, like christmas
hey, i’m tired of all this sh-t, n-gga
hop out with that drac’, we ain’t gon’ split this sh-t, n-gga
i just hate some dumb b-tches that get me so p-ssed
my b-tch is bad as f-ck, but i don’t even want no kids
now let’s go back
better load the arps and glocks and shoot it back
n-gga better not run away ’cause we will shoot his back

put that beef right on his back
chopper hit you with a tag
got a shooter, name is bernie, ’cause i think he tote a mac
in this b-tch, it’s me and corey—i’m like kobe, he like shaq

n-ggas never diss us, that’s a fact
told him slide for his brother, now his brother in a pack
rolled him up all in my wood; you know that blunt is really fat
me and chris, we in this b-tch, and we got f-cking jakes
we got glocks and arps that hit you in your face

pull up to the party, and we do not f-ck with jakes
chopper like a pencil—f-ck around, you get erased
shawty bad, she got a lot of ass; i call that b-tch a cake
n-ggas know i f-ck with josh, but i’m just in here toting drac’s
no, they couldn’t find your body; chopped him up, he in the lake
had to scratch off the cereal, not talking frosted flakes
and them hollows hit your body, draco leave a n-gga baked
them bullets eat your vest; them bullets eat you like a cake
b-tch

- kappalot

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