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letra de side - nle choppa

[intro]
cashmoneyap
ayy

[chorus]
i ain’t gotta ask, i know my moma proud of me
and my n-gga we was thuggin’, we was doin’ robbery
you ain’t gotta ask if it’s on me, it’s on the side
everytime that a young n-gga ride
hundred shots up out this choppa, let him glide
i can’t let him fly, ’cause they f-ck with my grind
i’m in the club with glizzy and my bl!cky
tryin’ not hurt somebody, ayy

[verse]
’cause i was stuck up in the storm when rain came
we [?] and we do it broad day
i let the ops run the city, tryna maintain
goin’ down the wrong road gave me road rage
i had to tell ’em we ain’t goin’ for nothin’
don’t know what the squad on
but rich n-gga like gelato, sleepin’ in the skydome
i put a n-gga on the news, i probably read about him
her head supa-dupa fire, make her head throttle
he say “tell me the meanin’ of a thug, i rather be a gangsta, ’cause i can’t show no love”
‘fore i do my dirt, i mask it on with a glock
if he get up in my way, then i’ma hit him with the slug

[outro]
ayy, got my glizzy and my bl!cky, tryin’ not hurt somebody

- nle choppa

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