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letra de kill for no reason - nle choppa

[verse 1]
fifty shots up out this arp, don’t you play with me
and if the n-gga say it’s up, you know that sh-t don’t stay with me
i ain’t tryna meet nowhere, i pull up where you stay on me
hunnid rounds up out this 308 and i was one deep
7.62’s detach his body parts, that sh-t a wrap
crooked dyk-s i make ’em move when i’m shootin’ in the trap
he was hotboxin’ this whip, pull up, put his head in his lap
better believe if i said, i meant it, that sh-t no cap (ay, yeah)
me and the gang, we thuggin’ so hard
we might’ve just catch us a rico charge
hunnid some crips, we up in the [?]
you know that we don’t give a f-ck ’bout the sargeant
put him on the ground right after we spark him, we can call that a murder garden
took it too hard, a n-gga tried to check me
i said, “i beg your pardon?”
had the glizzy up in my ethika drawers
i step back and then i spark him
show these n-ggas how i lost them
hole in his head like it was a f-cking [?]
go make your mamma buy a coffin
told ’em “stop cryin’ [?]
make her swallow and [?]
hit from the back, i’ma have to f-ckin’ dog her

[chorus]
don’t get caught without your gun
cause after dark we gon’ k!ll anyone
i spot a opp, so you know he’s done
he ain’t do nothin’ to me, we just k!ll for no reason

[verse 2]
lean on the blunt
[?] can of fruits [?]
you can’t hit this blunt
you ain’t help me roll this f-ckin’ blunt
try to [?] me who? [?] me what?
we ain’t goin’ for nothin’
when i up this b-tch up out my hip, boy you better run
got the glizzy dirty, so i had to get another gun
say she wanna have my kids, so i put it on her tounge
hunnid round drum, on the choppa look like tommy gun
how the f-ck he gon’ survive with the money on your dome?
walk in your house, and then i k!ll you with your mommy in your home
cause that lil’ choppa, he be reekin’, this that murderer cologne
why your body smell like that? cause them f-ckin’ bodies in the trunk
y’all took a shot right out your melon [?]
they like choppa “what you smokin’ on?”
i’m smokin’ on this [?]
i pin the tail up on that opp, now that boy look like he a donkey
7.62’s leave all those holes look like you was shoppin’ at dunkin’
my [?] steppin’ sh-t, he carve you out like a pumpkin

[chorus]
don’t get caught without your gun
cause after dark we gon’ k!ll anyone
i spot a opp, so you know he’s done
he ain’t do nothin’ to me, we just k!ll for no reason

- nle choppa

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