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letra de can't leave without it (freestyle) - nle choppa

[intro]
(oh, oh, oh, oh)
freestyle (yeah, yeah, yeah)
freestyle, freestylin’
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
brand new bently truck
soon as i land, i hop in
ritz-carlton hotel, yeah
know i had to check in
n-ggas think i’m crazy, yeah
only talk to dead friends
she thought that i was loyal, yeah
but i was f-ckin’ her best friend
i be cruisin’ in a coupe, give that to my dudes
no, i ain’t got no ceiling, i ain’t got no roof
glizzy in my lap, if he play i’m gonna shoot
‘lil b-tch i stand out, elephants up in the room
big ‘ol drip on a b-tch, yeah, call that splashing
street n-gga in fashion, but i can get a ‘lil classy
remember shoot my shot at home, they was laughing
now she suck me for my show, she was gagging
i ain’t got time for no b-tch, i just want my back-ends
but i f-cked her friend, i had to blow her backend
if he want some pressure, he hit him up with this mac-10
you know i keep it with me, (n-gga) it ain’t no lackin’
and i can’t plunge no clog, no
i’m gettin’ paid off of rockin’ shows
you know we keep us a 3-0 (a .30)
and if he play, we gonna up the score
ride in cali, switchin’ lanes
b-tch, she giving me brain
i don’t know her name
in her mouth, i left a stain
i had that ‘lil b-tch singin’, like t-pain
you know we flipped her, had that ‘lil b-tch runnin’ trains
pull up, get pop-popped, two glocks at the stop
my n-ggas in the kitchen, whippin’, they cookin’ hard
for this rap sh-t i’ll give my heart
and when i get rich, get that wraith with the stars
yeah
[interlude]
wraith with the stars, wraith with the stars

[verse 2]
don’t f-ck with rats, but i want all the cheddar
she got attached, f-cked the first night i met her
we copped four glizzys in the coupe, no beretta
spanish b-tch up in her f-ckin’ groove, no stellers
i done been through some sh-t
storys, i can’t tell ’em
if he wanna shoot some sh-t, that .40 gonna melt him
that n-gga said he was gang, i had to check him
found out he was bogus, my n-ggas had to stretch him
rhraa, rhraa
two shots up out that glock .9
shot him in his skull, left the witnesses traumatized
this little light of mine, know i had to make it shine
[?] on that choppa, left that young n-gga dramatized

[outro]
uh
left that n-gga dramatized, yeah
left that n-gga dramatized
the way that i’m livin’, i could die tonight
i shoot [?] vision, i don’t need no laser sight
that sh-t no cap, no cap
no cap up in my motherf-ckin’ rap
i been movin’ state-to-state (no cap)
if this ni-gga play today, he get sent up to them heaven gates
huh, huh, huh
(sent up to them heaven gates)
yeah

- nle choppa

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