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letra de free youngboy - nle choppa

[intro]
drum dummie
cashmoneyap

[verse]
gotta drop up on the opps, man, i know where they be at
b-tch i rock the plug, yeah we sellin’ where he sleep at
i’m in love with these drugs, percocets i be fiendin’
i’m prayin’ to the lord but i’m livin’ like a demon
keep the glizzy on a n-gg- mind, i use it for protection
i keep a glock up in the club, don’t you come into my section
i got promoters really scared, every show we be reckless
had some tape up on the on the murder scene, b-tch it can get deadly
told my momma not to worry ’cause i’m livin’ like a thug
and my mama keep on tellin’ me to slow down on the drugs
so much pain in my body, can’t make this sh-t up
i throw the dirt up on my arm, with just me and my gloves
it’s just like a throwback, a n-gg- push your sh-t back
i don’t f-ck with police, b-tch i’m screamin’ “f-ck the disbatch”
put this hollow in your throat, like a motherf-ckin’ tic-tac
choppa break a n-gg- back like a f-ckin’ kit-kat
i speed the blue lights we run from they coppas
i hit him with two, sent him straight to the doctor
my son and these n-gg-s, they callin’ me papa
king of the jungle the call me mufasa
that man choppa e steppin’, man a n-gg- must be crazy
i wipe a n-gg- nose like a snotty-faced baby
b-tch, i still got it on me while a n-gg- got probation
and i’m screamin’ f-ck the judge, and i you know i’m beatin’ cases
sippin’, i’ma stick him up, b-tch, give me everything
screamin’ f-ck love i’ll never buy a wedding ring
same n-gg- from the east, n-gg-, i never change
surgeon with this choppa man, i’m tryin’ to take a n-gg- brain
last n-gg- play with me, i sent him to the heaven gates
i ain’t never f-ck with josh, but i love totin’ drac’s
i’m boutta get a rack and i moved to another state
i got a bucket list for the opps, who i’m gonna k!ll today?
everybody rise, k!ll my enemy then watch his mamas cry
everybody dies, i’m a demon in the skies, you can see it in my f-ckin’ eyes
mama say, “why did you grow up this way?”
i was sitting up in court, i could look at her face
i could never do it right, keep on makin’ mistakes
then i rose to the life, i’m a sunkin’ place
everybody rise, top shotta, don dadda
everybody dies, nle the top shotta
mama say, “why did you grow up this way?”
i could never do it right, keep on makin’ mistakes
mama say, “why did you grow up this way?”

- nle choppa

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