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letra de chine$e choppa - yung bao & lil bing

[verse 1: yung bao]
choppa with the stock n-gga gon’ get f-cking clapped
look outside some opp sh-t i’m finna get strapped
n-gga run up on me you gon’ see the n-gga get zapped
catch ya lacking with the glizzy b-tch you get left scr-pped

pulling up with the squad glock on my seat
n-gga yung bao ate the beat like some f-cking wheat
swerving in the maybach choppa on the back seat
choppa go cl!ck clack call that a f-cking greet

opps tryna hunt me b-tch choppa make em dance
from the (?) of dumpling house watch me advance
gon slurp some chow mein b-tch got a new romance
knock you one-two times n-gga put you in a trance

my homie taobing show me the f-cking bread
you try finessing me let me get u a deathbed
wontons in my systems watch that uzi shred
you think you gon catch me lacking n-gga you braindead

all these n-ggas think they gang but they capping like america
land him in the icu b-tch i ain’t no samaritan
if that sh-t fails get ready to reserve a f-ckin coffin

pull up on his block with ruger clips yeah i’m ready for huntin’
show n-ggas my ak they be dropping like flies
thought i was capping b-tch this ain’t no surprise
see you down the street with my bao b-tch i recognize
let choppa connect n-gga time to say your goodbyes, b-tch

[asian interlude: yung bao, lil bing]
ok
free bao. n-gga
yuh aye

[verse 2: lil bing]
chinese choppa like chinese choppa like chinese choppa like chinese choppa
shooting these bullets calculate the trajectory
i shoot a n-gga straight up that’s a casualty
i shoot a n-gga straight up that’s a tragedy
i pop a vessel right up (?)
(?) slurping my p-n-s like needles
i’m eating these n-ggas and that’s like some wontons
gardener (?) i shoot i destroy no ricefield
we k!lled the opps and these n-ggas they failed me
i’m a fortune cookie yeah i tell you your fate
its death n-gga you get shot in the face
bing bao ling ching chong chao bao bao bao bao
my shooters on me they never miss
cuz they calculate the trajectory
my hittas hit you like one-two and then turn your ass into fried rice
asians on me gon eat your liver
right after my choppa go eat your liver (d-mn)
the chinese choppa on me it’s reliable
got his ass running away in a spiral
i hope you got life insurance
cuz you finna die my n-gga (die)
you gon die in the field in the rice field no cap that’s a fact (cap)
(?) belong in the knapsack shove his body in the back (back)
put the boots in the front, so i don’t know what to do (oo)
when i stand on my money i’m taller than yao ming (f-ck vulman)!
i eat this n-gga like chow mein
diamonds they glisten like bing ling
we searching for n-ggas like ping ping
send his ass right to the other side ping pong
apes on me crazy they moving like king kong
all of my n-ggas they accurate never get less than a hundred percent (one hunnit)
all of my n-ggas they accurate they doing (?) while shooting a ball
yall n-ggas like origami when the time comes yea i know they gon fold
they running back like a running back like a receeding hairline going bold (d-mn)
they running away like scared dogs, scared my chiggas gon eat em (hurr)
its yung bao and lil bing yeah our choppas finna eat em (bao)

[outro: lil bing]
yuh, aye
free bao!

- yung bao lil bing

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