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Don't Trip
by Johnny215
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(Damn lil fckbwoy, man you know that I be killin shit)
Tote this chop on my hip
If he run, he better not trip, red beam right under that shit
Nigga run up, he get hit in the mit
Nigga pull up, then his car gettin flipped
Totin choppas, kablocka
Aim at his head, lil nigga an oppa
This shit got a kick, I ain't talkin no soccer
Got a beam on the bottom, red dot em
Told brodie watch em, I think he plottin
If I don't got the nine, imma sock em
Everyday ballin like a rocket
Brodie the plug, ain't no socket
I'm goin up, ain't no stoppin
She wanna fuck, she gon pop it
Shut the fuck up, keep on talkin
Got the knock on me, imma get to sparkin
Bullets rippin thru his chest, thought he was safe with a vest
My shoota come thru, leave a mess
Blood on the scene, leave em wet
Oou damn, he checked
Put em right on the ground, let em rest
Aim really green but I'm leavin em red
Aim wit the beam, hit em right in the head
He a zombie, left for dead
Caught a lackin, brodie spinnin off the meds
All this shit I'm saying really fake because the feds
(Tote this chop on my hip)
(Tote this chop on my hip)
(Tote this chop on my hip)
Tote this chop on my hip
If he run, he better not trip, red beam right under that shit
Nigga run up, he get hit in the mit
Tote this chop on my hip
If he run, he better not trip, red beam right under that shit
Nigga run up, he get hit in the mit
Tote this chop on my hip
If he run, he better not trip, red beam right under that shit
Nigga run up, he get hit in the mit
Nigga pull up, then his car gettin flipped
Totin choppas, kablocka
Aim at his head, lil nigga an oppa
This shit got a kick, I ain't talkin no soccer
Got a beam on the bottom, red dot em
Told brodie watch em, I think he plottin
If I don't got the nine, imma sock em
(Damn lil fckbwoy, man you know that I be killin shit)
Tote this chop on my hip
If he run, he better not trip, red beam right under that shit
Nigga run up, he get hit in the mit
Nigga pull up, then his car gettin flipped
Totin choppas, kablocka
Aim at his head, lil nigga an oppa
This shit got a kick, I ain't talkin no soccer
Got a beam on the bottom, red dot em
Told brodie watch em, I think he plottin
If I don't got the nine, imma sock em
Everyday ballin like a rocket
Brodie the plug, ain't no socket
I'm goin up, ain't no stoppin
She wanna fuck, she gon pop it
Shut the fuck up, keep on talkin
Got the knock on me, imma get to sparkin
Bullets rippin thru his chest, thought he was safe with a vest
My shoota come thru, leave a mess
Blood on the scene, leave em wet
Oou damn, he checked
Put em right on the ground, let em rest
Aim really green but I'm leavin em red
Aim wit the beam, hit em right in the head
He a zombie, left for dead
Caught a lackin, brodie spinnin off the meds
All this shit I'm saying really fake because the feds
(Tote this chop on my hip)
(Tote this chop on my hip)
(Tote this chop on my hip)
Tote this chop on my hip
If he run, he better not trip, red beam right under that shit
Nigga run up, he get hit in the mit
Tote this chop on my hip
If he run, he better not trip, red beam right under that shit
Nigga run up, he get hit in the mit
Tote this chop on my hip
If he run, he better not trip, red beam right under that shit
Nigga run up, he get hit in the mit
Nigga pull up, then his car gettin flipped
Totin choppas, kablocka
Aim at his head, lil nigga an oppa
This shit got a kick, I ain't talkin no soccer
Got a beam on the bottom, red dot em
Told brodie watch em, I think he plottin
If I don't got the nine, imma sock em
