Lyrics:
Yow ZoDon
Them boy nah no bad man
My team full up a real real bad man
Infrared yuh dig
When me call mi amigos
Me tell them bring down the chopper
Boy
My daddy said, draw nigga
(Bow, bow!) Coming in for yours
Niggas got them choppers and they knocking at your door
Sirens gettin' loud when
My daddy said, draw n****
(Bow, bow!) Coming in for yours
N****s got them choppers and they knocking at your door
Sirens gettin' loud when
me?
I love the money, she more than a friend
Never forget how the story began
Real as they come, I don't gotta pretend
Live by the gun, die by
Cool niggas, fake friends
Bad bitches, big benz
Hunnit choppers, Hunnit men
Pop a bottles, Night ends
Cool niggas, fake friends
Bad bitches, big benz
]
All I do is chill and blind hoe wit a sparkling grill
Stroke, smoke, grind and count dough by the mill's
That's real. I ride the wheels till' they
(Top, mm, mm-mm)
Bitch, we sticked up, it's chopper city, yeah (mm, mm-mm)
Look here, felon walkin' with that felony
Gang ties, that's cold case
We
even run it by me
Being a real nigga ain't no hobby
I been like that
Run up on him by myself like
"Aye where your pipe at"
Nigga must be insane, he tried
sick with it on that 4 pound
Lil cuzin' 12 and all he talking is murkin' now
Old lady said she got woke up by that chopper sound
Say she got on her bed
Lil' spoiled bitch, two thousand on shoes (two thou', shoes)
Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two (yeah, dos, two)
By myself at the top like
yo' fuckin' neck
Bitch, I got on Prada head to toe
I got them choppers by the floor
I got that wrong by the low
I got one block already gone
I
baby, I ain't chasin'
'Cause only in still water we can see our faces
Real shit, I told my nigga
"Boy, you better watch them hoes when you sleepin'
noise)
Yeah! (Where you get that thang, man?) (By my side)
When you do somethin' to somebody, um (By my side)
It ain't just you, it's somebody next
havin', they gon' click up on some sweet shit
Real record not real and you ain't in my bracket
Make a nigga sneak this by some pussy he ain't even had it
no limit (For real)
NASCAR racing, no licensе (Uh)
Brand new Hermès from Venice (Vroom)
Choppers that hit like trident
Enemies say I'm a menace (yeah)
man
Ring around the rosey said The chopper made em do a Dance
Down by the bay down by The bay that's where we Left the mellons laying
Hate be real but
than the
Dollar bills in your salaries
Snapin' these bitches into reality
Cryin' and pain, blind by the chain
Niggas can't deny the reign
It's a shame
of Memphis trill
Chopper mags inside the whip
Don't know how you can't get that shit
Keep the ratchet never slip
Niggas faker than a bitch
Shoot his momma
to stop a chopper
But you just can't figure how to
One thing I don't get this
Why is getting murdered by me
So high on your wish-list
Looking at your
bo-ties
Transportin through a airport securities
In cahoots with the San Juan authorities
Hated by majorities, loved by minorities
Uhh,
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
nod
I want you dead by tonight, that's a real deadline
Zero fucks given
I make her come to the condo butt naked
Cause bitch ain't no stealin'
She still
Bloodstains
Ak's
Blades
Choppers
Which motherfucker wants to be shot first
Bloodstains
Ak's
Blades
Choppers
Which motherfucker wants to be shot
For real
For real
For real
For real
For real
For real
For real
For real
Peep my vibe, what I'm standin' on, I let it float
Bought another chopper from
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