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letra de grab my gun / change my ways - 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 [?], take him to dinner
i love my glock, got a lil’ kick in ’em
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 [?]
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 [?]
before i eat, i say my grace
i seen my crips and shake up [?]
you know that i can’t change my ways

[verse 1]
ayy, i’m a [?]
blunt in my finger
catch me 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’ [?] fool
hit the [?] ’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 [?], take him to dinner
i love my glock, got a lil’ kick in ’em
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 [?]
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 [?]
before i eat, i say my grace
i seen my crips and shake up [?]
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 gun 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 [?]
slime in the cut, he got popped by a grape
plenty shots out the drac’, ain’t no way he gon’ make it
tell his momma that i did it, better get your [?]
white boy in the cut with the guns [?]
white boy in the with the bomb in the cut [?]
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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