Choppers

Waka Flocka Flame, Young Scooter, OG Boo Dirty, Young Dolph, Gucci Mane

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Gucci Mane

Radric Devonte Davis (born February 12, 1980) better known by his stage name Gucci Mane, is an American rapper. He debuted in 2005 with Trap House followed by Hard to Kill in 2006, Trap-A-Thon and Back to the Trap House in 2007. In 2009, his second studio album The State vs. Radric Davis was released, and The Appeal: Georgia's Most Wanted was released in 2010, and is his highest charting album so far. Gucci Mane has released many other mixtapes and independent albums as well. more »


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Choppers, choppers
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Shot fired, man down, 100 drone, boy
Rocks a don
My young niggas, they wretched, bout
To snatch a plug, kidnap it
With them choppers, choppers
Choppers, choppers, choppers
Yeah we wet ya block up, block
Up, block up, block up, block up yeah
It's just me, Guwop, and Waka
Riding around with them choppers
Broad day we sparkling
We strapped up desperado
I'm just cruising through the streets
Me and Road Runner
4 choppers, too deep, me and Road Runner
Leave big holes in you like doughnuts
Leave the icing on your
Bitch face like doughnuts
Choppers leave you chopped like cold cuts
Young mob, bricksquad
Bitch get your choppers

I heard your man, he done passed on
He didn't last long
I'm a drop them bands on
They gone sing a sad song
Killed your granddaddy, f*ck nigga
And your grandson
Filled a nigga full of holes
Throw his ass a tampon
Catch the tuly with the cooly
Tech with the breathing holes
Got a couple O's but half
Of them ain't breathing though
Got O's that'll kill your ass they
Don't need no reason for
I'm a buy some reefer smoke and
Send you to your reefer ho
Knock on your door, it's nice to meet you
Street sweeper, it's nice to bleach you
Thousand t-shirt
I bring my blamer cause i ain't
Got no trust for people
Hood ass Gucci got me
All I need is important people
Told a goon so I'm a leave em
Set it off like Queen Latifah

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Choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
Play with them choppers, choppers
I'm playing with them
Play with them choppers, choppers
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Choppers, choppers
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Play with them choppers, choppers
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Aks and 223s carve these extended clips
Got hundred round drums
They shoot down bricks
Million dollars worth of licks
I hit his own 6 bricksquad niggas know for
Taking niggas' shit
Scooter and Waka Flocka, OG and Gucci Mane
We shoot head shots, bullets bust your brain
Check your mailbox, I sent you 4 things
You don't cash out, hit you for playing games
Where the young niggas at
I'm talkin' bout shootin' choppers
A green light your nine
Next notch off your pocket
When you playin' with the Rockets
Gotta keep it solid
Thousands rounds at your ass
Your whole hood dying

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Choppers, choppers
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I'm playing with them
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I pay 200 dollars for my first chopper
All I want for Christmas
Is a motherfucking chopper on my knees
Saying my prayers with my fucking chopper
Too in love with the streets
I never had a ho problem
I leave it for them suckers
Them bitches say he's cool
But he's a dirty motherfucker
I ain't got time for it
Ain't no need me lying to her
I would rather go buy half a pound
Get on my click and blow it
A 100 in the chopper, 100 hell rocking
Everything over here 100
That's why they can't stop us
Real street niggas go f*ck
Up the whole profit
20 bands worth of guns sitting in one closet

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