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letra de change my way - nle choppa

[chorus]
hop out on the block, turn him to a runner
i’m not in my car, i’m in the rental
if that n-gga want beef, take him to dinner
i love my glock, got a lil’ kick in her
he ain’t know what goin’ on
we ain’t talkin’ on the phones
if he don’t leave me alone
i’ma have to get him gone
r-t-rded with this choppa like a n-gga missed a chromosome
we dropped his body we gon’ go and dump him home
don’t run from his ass whoopin’
and if he run i grab my gun
and shoot him in his back or some’
i know he’s dead, he’s not shakin’
police call me, beat that case
before i eat, i say my grace
i seen my crips and shakе up grape
you know that i can’t change my ways

[verse 1]
ayy, i’m a crip
blunt in my finger
catch mе a rapper, make him turn to a singer
saw b-tch in his eyes when a n-gga had seent him
if a n-gga had the pipe, i would have d-mn near cleaned him
in the trap fool, with the sack fool, sellin’ dog food
hit the b-tch ’cause a n-gga seen the law fool
n-gga had to shoot him because he a tall dude
i ain’t finna fight no man, i’m a small dude
we was them n-ggas trappin’ with them k’s
the difference between me and you, b-tch i’m paid
put a in my face in the shootout, i’m brave
if he send a diss, then he gon’ die today
hate that b-tch just to give me the drop
i’ma trade him a draco for another glock
little do he know that choppa dirty as a mop
man i needed me some shoes ’cause i ran from the narcs
[chorus]
hop out on the block, turn him to a runner
i’m not in my car, i’m in the rental
if that n-gga want beef, take him to dinner
i love my glock, got a lil’ kick in her
he ain’t know what goin’ on
we ain’t talkin’ on the phones
if he don’t leave me alone
i’ma have to get him gone
r-t-rded with this choppa like a n-gga missed a chromosome
we dropped his body we gon’ go and dump him home
don’t run from his ass whoopin’
and if he run i grab my gun
and shoot him in his back or some’
i know he’s dead, he’s not shakin’
police call me, beat that case
before i eat, i say my grace
i seen my crips and shake up grape
you know that i can’t change my ways

[verse 2]
can’t change my ways for a b-tch n-gga
you told what you saw, you a snitch n-gga
and where i’m from, keep a stick n-gga
and keep you a mask when you stick n-ggas
and keep you a glove when you bl!ck n-ggas
i don’t pop sh-t, i pop gun triggers
i’m the kkk ’cause i keep k!llin’ n-ggas
i don’t care where you at, we gon’ finish n-ggas
k!ll a n-gga then pop up at the wake
slime in the cut, he got popped by a grape
face shot out the drac’, ain’t no way he gon’ make it
tell his momma that i did it, better get your baby
white boy in the cut with the guns little baby
white boy in the with the bomb in the cut turn grape
i’m all ready on gang, why this n-gga try to play?
hollow tip for a cop if that n-gga try to tase
[outro]
nle the top shotta
sh-t get spooky n-gga, no cap
this sh-t get real

- nle choppa

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