LESS THAN NUN (CHOPPA SING LIKE JB)

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Uh, let's go
That boy is less than nun' he better tuck his gun (Tuck his gun yeah)
You're like a helpless nun, you're fucked so be on the run (Be on the run uh)
Yo boy, where is you from? You ain't got no luck you're done (You're done, You're done)
Can't mess with the number one, you 'bout a be humbled son (You bouta' be)
Lil boy less than everything (Less, less, less)
Kiss me on the pinky ring (Kiss)
Collecting all these taxes from these bitch boys
Yeah right now he would do anything
Goddamn my choppa sing like JB
I'm 'bout a spin your block boy
I'ma smoke you like a J B
We got you on lock boy
Check a nigga like pop quiz
Gon' put a nigga on the rob list
Slide 'em up like a bab' bitch
Hit a lick, then we off quick
I can't lose, I done went through it (Through it)
Think that I'm all cap nigga, watch me I'ma prove it
You can't catch me I've been movin'
Slide in silent like a serpent
Niggas actin' up I'ma hurt 'em
Catch 'em slippin' boy, I'ma burn 'em
Dang gang gang, I'ma turn 'em
Show them lil jits how the game go
Just a lil something 'bout a street code
If you can't swing boy, you gotta slang that hoe
Come see us, we be trappin' at the bando (Bando)
Pull up block on fire, shit like inferno
We don't cut no slack just incase you didn't know, hoe
That boy is less than nun' he better tuck his gun (Tuck his gun yeah)
You're like a helpless nun, you're fucked so be on the run (Be on the run uh)
Yo boy, where is you from? You ain't got no luck you're done (You're done, You're done)
Can't mess with the number one, you 'bout a be humbled son (You bouta' be)
Lil boy less than everything (Less, less, less)
Kiss me on the pinky ring (Kiss)
Collecting all these taxes from these bitch boys
Yeah right now he would do anything
Goddamn my choppa sing like JB
I'm 'bout a spin your block boy
I'ma smoke you like a J B
We got you on lock boy
Yeah
Said that we're just friends but you know I just used the bitch (Used the bitch)
Said that she would die for me, so go and slit your wrists yeah (Slit yo' wrists)
If she make me money, yeah she might go have my kids yeah (Have my kids yeah)
Baby she be blowin' it so go ahead make a wish
Making wishes, I got lot of mistresses (Yeah)
I blow them kisses, I pay them for some images
I won't listen, I pour me a drink for the vision
Don't let them know it's a prison
To keep all the power you gotta make sure it's division (Yeah)
That boy is less than nun' he better tuck his gun (Tuck his gun yeah)
You're like a helpless nun, you're fucked so be on the run (Be on the run uh)
Yo boy, where is you from? You ain't got no luck you're done (You're done, You're done)
Can't mess with the number one, you 'bout a be humbled son (You bouta' be)
Lil' boy less than everything (Less, less, less)
Kiss me on the pinky ring (Kiss)
Collecting all these taxes from these bitch boys
Yeah right now he would do anything
Goddamn my choppa sing like JB
I'm 'bout a spin your block boy
I'ma smoke you like a J B
We got you on lock boy

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