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letra de pistol paccin - nle choppa

[intro: nle choppa]
hahahaha
pistol packin’, never slackin’, b-tch k!lla’-k!lla’
pistol-pistol packin’, never slackin’, b-tch smackin’ k!lla’
[?] ain’t sh-t
pistol packin’, never slackin’, b-tch k!lla’-k!lla’
pistol-pistol packin’, never slackin’, b-tch smackin’ k!lla’
(pistol-pistol packin’, never lackin’, ayy)

[verse 1: nle choppa]
two things i never seen, a n-gga named bigfoot and a ho i need (ho i need)
keep the backdoor closed, gotta’ lock it, throw away the key (throw away the key)
we can be a state away, u-turn if i ain’t got my ski
2023, we got built-in switches on them gleez (woo)
drac’ hit, don’t ask, we take sh-t
like a blunt, we face sh-t (come on)
n-gga lay sh-t, keep yo’ shoes tight
know some n-ggas trip, they couldn’t run right
you throw fits and we throw bullets out the stick, you a b-tch, i’m a real n-gga
he a momma’s boy, jumped off the porch, know a n-gga had to babysit him, on god
knock weight off a n-gga like a bbl
slide all day like a cvl (‘l)
heart skip a beat like a cd player (player)
f-ck a classic b-tch, i want a ratchet b-tch, give me a city girl
i’m cappin’, f-ck, tell dre i’m a sh-ll, let a young n-gga rock her world (come on)
wrist glisten, chain glisten, like my manners trippin’, uh
memphis n-gga, talk with a slur, she say my grammar different, uh
police come get me, my name benny, n-gga, i wasn’t in it, uh
f-ck the judge, n-gga i’m illiterate, i be dodgin’ the sentences
[chorus: nle choppa & bigxthaplug]
pistol packin’, never lackin’, run up, get yo’ issue (brrt)
guns clappin’, p-ssy grabbin’, donald trump militia (i’m on it, brrt)
pants saggin’, momma’ naggin’, like who raised a n-gga?
my b-tch like a backwood (ayy), yo’ ho like a swisher (on god)

[verse 2: bigxthaplug]
b-tch, i’m a pistol packin’, yeah, what’s crackin’? play, bet he go missin’
fully auto arp, equip the scope so i don’t miss him
ask the city ’bout me, n-gga, they gon’ tell you i been spinnin’
on the street who got more k!lla’s? know them p-ssies hate to feel me
any way, i just made 50k, spent 30 on my dentist
upped a 20 on my image, like 3k wock’ for my kidney
i was just broke ‘den a b-tch, now i have convo’s about business
real estate and gained a mistress, doubled up, ain’t need a witness, uh
think i’m a ho, come and show me
been ballin’, ginóbili, no k!lla’s, that’s hoovers and rollin’s
wit’ this choppa, i shoot like i’m kobe
so if you don’t know me, it’s best to walk light if you trollin’
600 my hood, i control it
and if you ain’t know it, just come to my block and i’ll show it
no snakes in my grass ’cause i mowed it
h-ll nah, i ain’t goin’, you kick that back door and i’m blowin’
ayy, who you know really havin’?
this pistol on me, so i’m saggin’
my momma don’t like it, i told her it’s fashion
n-ggas fake, so it’s best that i have it
topped the last b-tch i hit, she was average
but my new b-tch, i swear she the baddest
she know, then you know i’m from dallas
the home of the mavericks, so n-gga, you know we–
[chorus: nle choppa]
pistol packin’, never lackin’, run up, get yo’ issue (brrt)
guns clappin’, p-ssy grabbin’, donald trump militia (i’m on it, brrt)
pants saggin’, momma’ naggin’, like who raised a n-gga?
my b-tch like a backwood, yo’ ho like a swisher (on god)

[outro: nle choppa]
brrt

- nle choppa

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