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letra de chop shit - yb curtis

[intro]
(zyeq)
whoa, whoa (yeah)
ay’
yeah, yeah (bit’)
a’ight, look
ay’, ay

[chorus]
i’m that type of n-gga to just start, but never stop sh-t
and n-gga you a b-tch ass boy
hit you with a drop kick
i always tell them p-ssy b-tches, post up on the block b-tch
and b-tch i ain’t no gangsta’, but that don’t mean i won’t chop sh-t
i don’t know ‘bout where you got sh-t
why you lookin’ at me like that?
don’t give no f-cks ‘bout if i lost sh-t because i’ma get it back
i got a basket, with the b-lls, b-tch you know she on the sack
and yb stand for yaboy
b-tch but curtis on the track (yeah)
[verse 1]
mane i just really do my thing, mane
i just really wanna get the bread
don’t want no fame, mane
i really like to switch sh-t up cause i don’t like the same thing
and b-tches likе to think that i’m a pimp
mane no i ain’t, mane
i’m the avatar likе aang, mane (lets go, lets go)
aye, i just really be coolin’
them n-ggas, think think i ain’t know, but i knew it
and b-tches be stupid, they really be crazy, they really just want me to give ‘em
my fluid
you told me to do it, i don’t wanna do it
you know when i be rappin’, you know i be fluent
mane you really a p-ssy, you won’t get into it
i really just wanna travel to honduras
mane i really just go and i hit that b-tch 6 times, call it 6 figures
mane i can’t f-ck with no thot hoes, cause it’s gon be me versus
6 n-ggas
and them n-ggas they be really p-ssy, they don’t wanna fight
but pull 6 triggers
lookin’ up to a f-ckin’ boss, do it 5 times then i tell ‘em 6, mister

[chorus]
ay, i’m that type of n-gga to just start, but never stop sh-t
and n-gga you a b-tch ass boy
hit you with a drop kick
i always tell them p-ssy b-tches, post up on the block b-tch
and b-tch i ain’t no gangsta’, but that don’t mean i won’t chop sh-t
i don’t know ‘bout where you got sh-t
why you lookin’ at me like that?
don’t give no f-cks ‘bout if i lost sh-t because i’ma get it back
i got a basket, with the b-lls, b-tch you know she on the sack
and yb stand for yaboy
b-tch but curtis on the track (yeah)
[verse 2]
and when i hop up on the track, i never relax
you know i go crazy, i’m gettin’ sh-t back
mane i stay with my shoes, they all in my closet, b-tch
but i’m puttin’ my sh-t on the rack
mane i don’t need a plug, cause b-tch i’m the jack
and you know i be hittin’ that b-tch from the back
and b-tch i’m intelligent, no i ain’t artificial
cause my n-gga, you can’t make me crack
ay’
why?
do n-ggas be trippin’, they lookin’ at me like they thinkin’ they know me
i need to control, my f-ckin’ emotions
i don’t wanna get angry like i’m broly
and i really just love it when b-tches be freaky
they really just wanna be muhf-ckin’ folded
they really just wanna be all on my d-ck and sh-t
and take the b-tch out, and f-ckin’ hold it
mane, yeah
gettin’ bread i got the checks, n-gga
and n-ggas they be p-ssy
wan’ be all up on my neck, n-gga
and b-tch you know you guilty
you just need to gon’ confess, n-gga
and i be choppin’ sh-t, so don’t f-ck with me
b-tch cause i’m gon’ chop yo dress, n-gga
[chorus]
i’m that type of n-gga to just start, but never stop sh-t
and n-gga you a b-tch ass boy
hit you with a drop kick
i always tell them p-ssy b-tches, post up on the block b-tch
and b-tch i ain’t no gangsta’, but that don’t mean i won’t chop sh-t
i don’t know ‘bout where you got sh-t
why you lookin’ at me like that?
don’t give no f-cks ‘bout if i lost sh-t because i’ma get it back
i got a basket, with the b-lls, b-tch you know she on the sack
and yb stand for yaboy
b-tch but curtis on the track, b-tch
lets go

- yb curtis

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