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letra de chopstick - leno tk

[intro: leno tk & nle choppa]
yeah
kj whatchu got goin’ on man
b-tch, i’m a winner
nle b-tch
yeah b-tch i’m a winner yeah
b-tch imma, b-tch imma, yeah

[chorus: leno tk]
b-tch, i’m a winner, y’all n-ggas bitter
took back to bag when i gave it to feds
she stole my business, had to forget her
we threw your sh-t, and we took down your [?]
b-tch, i’m a winner, y’all n-ggas bitter
took back to bag when i gave it to feds
she stole my business, had to forget her
we threw your sh-t, and we took down your [?]

[verse 1: leno tk]
[?] five thousand we didn’t know they broke
i’ve been the man now i need me some o’s
[?] came with the most
[?] i came with the ghost
trap out the fullest give my mamma dough
mamma call out tell me “you gonna grow”
h-llo? i don’t take no for an answer, no, no
i just keep going, i live for the smoke
uh, no, we sit up coast
uh, no, new burberry coats
uh, no, i wanna, uh, ay kj put that back on
i ain’t show n-gga my dough, cause i know when i leave they gon’ kick in the door
had to go cop me a pound of the smoke
been through like five pounds and i ghost
this sh-t ain’t caught me, but i hit the roll
n-ggas keep talkin’, but they do not know
pull up and fade on a n-gga fo’ sho’
coupe worth ten racks, i want more
i want a bentley and one for my ho
she leave me alone, different time zone
been on the road, get the bag when i want
my n-gga j told me n-gga’s a [?]
spit on the cut now we ready to go
n-ggas been talkin’ wreckless, oh no
n-gga yo’ second chance you gotta fold
pull up my n-ggas are ready for war
[chorus: leno tk]
b-tch, i’m a winner, y’all n-ggas bitter
took back to bag when i gave it to feds
she stole my business, had to forget her
we threw your sh-t, and we took down your [?]
b-tch, i’m a winner, y’all n-ggas bitter
took back to bag when i gave it to feds
she stole my business, had to forget her
we threw your sh-t, and we took down your [?]

[verse 2: nle choppa]
i’m a sinner, i’m stuck in my ways
i’d do anything, so i can get paid
that choppa it cut him, it cut like a blade
this chain on my neck, you would think i’m a slave ay
but wait, big glock, big gat
my glock workout cause the b-tch got a six-pack
hit him one time and hit him again
i cut off his head and mail it to his friend
you now i’m repeatin’ committin’ the sins
i’m sorry lord, but i did it again
that n-gga ain’t dead, what? pow, pow, pow, pow
four shots, make the young n-gga drop
y’all n-ggas, y’all snitchin’, they talkin’ to cops
you know what it is, we ain’t doin’ no tellin’
if i catch a charge, you know that i’m jailin’
i rob with the pistol, you know we some felons
we lookin’ for opps tryna knock out they melons, yeah
nle b-tch

- leno tk

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