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money from rapping on beats
Can't get here by sparking up trees
She got down, yeah on her knees
Tried not to cause I ain't no sleaze
But I still just got

to a trackstar
They we they hawk ya down
Nigga said he wanna make it
Come see what this gang about

Heard that nigga speaking on gang
We brought them Choppas out

earnest, but i had to burn it
bitches be stalking, she like how im talking, i like how she drop down and top that
i got bullets be stocking, got bitches be

up looking like some clowns
We spin on your nigga's we might rob them out they smile
They think this shit funny till the choppa blow them down
She

Buss it all down
Buss it all down, nigga (ayy, ayy)
Buss it all down
Buss it all down, nigga
(J.r.) let's get it

Buss it all down (yeah)

started from the da ground
I bought a choppa cuz I love the way it sound
Glock shoot Steph Curry, 30 rounds
Apple Watch thuggin, not a bust down
Crack baby

This lifestyle— it’s  like a glock it ain’t no safety nigga best pipe down we clutchin choppas like dem Haitians nigga I’m dat lil nigga screamin

Incase He Hop Out The Cage 
Hop Off The Porch And Chase Star's In The Wraith 
Choppa's Like AK , This Ain't A Race 
Spit Fact's Like Google , Cause Chromes

by the name of Yung B
I keep me a choppa so niqqa don't try me. Ouu
Pop me a perc & a bean
I don't sleep so I feel like a dream
Smokin' down weed while

the bitch say she cumming
But her man I don't trust him, so if he come by then my gun gon' get to bustin'

Yeah my toolie get to blastin'
Turn him to a past

I'm leavin' it
Out his neck have 'em dead by the evenin'
And yo wallet, yo pockets I'm keepin' em
Bend that corner that choppa gone poke em
Hollow tips

passing by
Won't you take her will
I'm declining my sister
Might as well turn up now he gon pop up unannounced with dem choppa's do you like the way it

Shutdown inmate out

Turn in turn out
Pull up pull down

Head done she ate now
Nights done new day now

What has it come to
What is your issue
Why you hatin

real)
Uh, flarin' 'em out (Too real)
Been totin' them choppas and no you cannot lie
Run up on me, we makin' them darts fly
Smokin' that pack, I been

free
All you fuckas hate me
Choppa didn't seem to do enough, tie him down, didnt hear a sound, had to hit him with the
BARK BARK
Demon screaming, blood

on, You'll be okay on your own)

(Lets go, Yeah Yeah Yeah)
Better get down, choppa gone hit your leg
Choppa gone make you dance
Choppa gone make you

and a choppa (what else?)
And a desert on a dirt bike (skrrt), VLONE shirt and the Pradas (fresh)
Big nigga fresher than you, fuck you and your stylist (woah)

Win without A hand out
Ain’t talking bout no jeans
Or no shirt
Remember hand downs
Bullet hole could
See through the shirt
Man that’s a man down
Focused

family, don’t you fuck with my cousins
We blow down yo block, in dem trucks by the dozens
We move like a mob, and we don’t do no bluffin'
The brody got

hardbody
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)

You ain't a real animal, you the ones that's stuffed
Choppa splittem down the middle, like we bout to roll a blunt
We a hittem,

You should focus on your bucks
Make my choppa sing
Turnin that boy nauseous
He a lil green
Put him in a coffin
Its a party on your grave
Afflicted

Hey!
Don't get mad at the player
Telling her I cannot date her, stripping her down by the layers
So I guess you can have her back later
Playing them like

that choppa looking like a whole dummy
We've got racks on racks but you ain't ever touching no money
Bouncing down they block I'm talking chops we making

in this bitch
She got ass too, from the way she shaking in this bitch
I was down bad, but money's what I'm making in this bitch

Choppa hold a fifty