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letra de choppa flow - nle choppa

{intro: nle choppa}
i’m in the booth with a glock .15
honorable c.n.o.t.e
ar-15
choppa make a n-gga sing
what you say, chop?
git git (nle sh-t, b-tch, git)
git git

{verse 1: nle choppa}
f-ck it, b-tch i’m thuggin’, the glock, i’m tuckin’ (tuckin’)
up it, i knock yo’ m-ffin, end of discussion (glltt, glltt)
i don’t do no f-ckin’ cuffin’, i f-ck yo’ cousin (yeah)
she say that my d-ck is lovely, i think she love me (huh, ayy)
hit him with the drake, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout aubrey
you say you a k!ller, lil’ n-gga you flagin’
and just like a pizza, i want me some toppings
and if it’s a problem, you know i’ma solve it (b-tch)
buckle yo’ seat, b-tch i’m ready to drill you
and just like a ghost, i give you the chills (yeah)
b-tch i’m deep in the water, they call me a seal (yeah)
you was f-ckin’ with me, somehow you got k!lled
i’m like, “ooh”, i be goin’ coupe, i might have to rob you
pull up where that n-gga work, shoot him though thе drive-through
and don’t speak up on my name, n-gga, i advisе you (b-tch)
i put a bullet through yo’ head (where?)
right between yo’ f-ckin’ eyes, fool
i got a tool on me, handy mandy, that b-tch dandy
just like a squirrel, b-tch i want me a nut, just call me sandy
on halloween, i was robbin’ the kids for that candy
now, i grew up hittin’ l!cks and these n-ggas, they can’t stand it
drop-top chop, b-tch i knock that top
i broke a b-tch spinal cord when i gave her backshots
i put a n-gga on fox
that’s if he talkin’ to the cops
choppa how many bodies you got?
b-tch, i got a lot
i put the perc’ up in my henny so you know i’m gettin’ silly
i leave yo’ body in the old town road, just like i’m billy
b-tch i’m gucci’d down, now, a n-gga used to shop in tenni’s
and all these pampers-ass hoes really out here feelin’ chitty (yeah yeah)

{verse 2: nle choppa}
he said he gon’ rob me, rob who? (what?)
break out them choppers, peek a boo (rah)
we wipe his nose, hah-choo (yeah)
and i’m the sh-t like boo-boo (pssh)
we step in the party, we thuggin’, no macs (yeah)
i see me some strippers, i throw me some stacks (yeah)
i hit from the back and i pull out her tracks (huh)
her n-gga got mad, i told him relax (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m on the block with jb (yeah)
we keep us a glock, no safety (bow)
mad that f-ck n-ggas tried to take me (take me)
pull up and shoot like kd (kd)
we come in your party, we totin’ them things (yeah)
glock got a d-ck and it came with a beam
if he run up, i’m shootin’ the scene
addicted to act, i love the lean
load that glock, finna hit some (yeah)
backwoods, don’t smoke no swishers (huh)
she sucked my d-ck, you kissed her (yeah)
and then i f-cked your sister (yeah)
i’m doin’ my dance, i’m hittin’ the woah (what)
we up in cali, puffin’ on dro (huh)
i’m f-ckin’ this b-tch, keep that on the low (yeah)
she said she love when i f-ck her slow (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
b-tch, i’m nle, can’t show no love
you play and you get bust quick (brr)
this chopper might just overheat
so i bought a coolin’ kit (ah)
since he made a scene (what)
yeah, we pulled up, shot a movie, b-tch (yeah, bah, bah)
movie, b-tch (bah, bah)
i don’t f-ck with foolish sh-t (rrah)

{outro: nle choppa}
yeah
you know what the f-ck goin’ on
901 sh-t
b-tch
yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (glltt)

- nle choppa

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