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you up with the choppa
Just popped a pill, feel like Mike Posner
Bitch I put in hours like a doctor
Lil mama dance on the dick like it’s salsa
Leave her

holla Lil Shade in this bitch
Let the bloods holla Mr. Chris in this bitch
So who else in this game do i have left to tell come at me
cuz all this shit

gotta beat statistics
Gotta get dis money no option
I keep my heat in da trenches
One in da head
Ain't no cocking
I see a copper
Ain stopping
I see a opp

irrelevant
You being celebant
Won't get me out of my element
How I chomp and style
Is a room full of elephants
Lil whores want war
But won't become veterans

came to drilling I handle my business 

I'm a real trapper I do what i wanna shoot outs that choppa gon sing like the Oprah 
I got ah 22 I call little

You seen I did that whole shit in 5 minutes that one time
Oh by the way
Issa mufuckin' Profit World everybody just live in this mufucka
Bitch can't

100 in my choppa when we slide
It's no locations just vacations when we ride
That's my lil baby she forever by my side

That's my lil Bonnie so I gota

100 in my choppa when we slide
It's no locations just vacations when we ride
That's my lil baby she forever by my side

That's my lil Bonnie so I gota

of lead when the your feet made of copper
Tammy a scammer from 121st but I swear that lil shorty a bopper
I hooked her up with the nigga from citi bank only

the hills fucking up commas,
Im wit my choppa I'm shooting at coppers,
Take off my shirt like tell me who hot as me,
Trynna get rich and buy me a new

and Banati
In a tracky with a stick the sliding like It's hockey
We pull out the shotties get to spraying laying bodies
Lil bro you karate kid and I'm Mr

Peace
Take me out, finna bust it out
Caps be flowing, choppa reloading
Lil J be flowing
Bitch I came to play, this is child’s play
Bitch I’m changing up

We go split up his banana
Choppa bullets be the toppings
I just got extendo
Hit his block without no memo
Came up out the dirt ever since I went by

I'm like shawty why you trippin', we ain't even hangin' out
Hoppin out the whip, I'ma spray it spray him out
Choppa' spittin flames, I'ma blow it

223
Got the choppa on me
Got the choppa on me
Hit my phone
I know you lonely
Too much smoke i can't see
Too much smoke i can't breathe
223
Got

gone tackle em
That nigga ain’t who he tryna be he a character
I leave a opp nigga ceased we gone parish em
I’m by myself you won’t catch me no where wit

the choppa
I do a drill bumping Biggie, Who Shot Ya?
My plug got shells that's
Bigger than lobsters
Can't fuck with niggas who
Move like a copper like, I don't

They Know

Da Band

Too Hot for T.V.

2003

on Chopper
[Whispers] Choppa! Fetti is somethin that ya boy desire
I keep the metal thing-a-mijiggy the color is copper

[Chorus: Chopper w/ Fred in

basket (R.I.P. Kobe)
Might just have to pass if lil' shawty average (Uh huh)(I don't want that)
But, she at my pad if she really that bad (Uh huh)(Yea,

Vuitton
Her man mad, he said he tryna get it on
I got a choppa on me, don't get hit up for a broad
Her best friend know all the words to my songs
She

the tropics 
So keep it moving lil homie and just fuckin drop it
Or bring it to me, show me what the fuck y'all bout to do
I'm all by myself, and y'all got ya

talk
Ram her real good in the back Marshall Faulk
Lil mama exotic dancing erotic
Pussy is crazy I'm smoking on chronic 
I will not stop it pull up in

wanna fight thought
But by the the end of the night
I bet I have her ass feeling right oh
All my niggas carry lotta choppas
Yeh we shoot at oppers
If they

a purse
Know I ain't wearin' a ring
But I just got a choppa and
This choppa come with a K
After I fuck, I take that lil' ho
To the door, I tell that girl