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Big Steppa
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NLE Choppa
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Oh, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh Lord, Jetson made another one Shots fired, man down, it go baow, chickapow My lil' youngin’ caught him lackin', all you heard was choppa sound Knock him down, get yo' b*t*h-a** off the ground, n***a That’s what you get for all that f**kin' playin' 'round, n***a This ain't no playground, n***a But if you wanna play, well, sh*t, come outside Where we out just sellin' drugs and dodgin' slugs and totin' Glock 9s You were sixteen in the house and you were spoiled, your life not like mine I was sixteen in the trap house, met a plug, and I am not lyin’ Until I made my mama proud because I graduated on time But, sh*t, my mindset at the time, "Get rich or die tryin’" A n***a try to take my shine, they gon' die tryin’ B*t*h, slow your roll, n***a Like slow your roll player, I be with some big steppers Hundred shots rang out the bell, that's a lot of pressure N***as cowards, they be foldin' under pressure Bullet shower, better get your umbrella Check the calendar, murder always on the schedule Bullets hot as a cayenne pepper (Brrt) .223s will put him on the stretcher (Ayy) Yeah, I be with some big steppers (Ayy) Steppers who we runnin' with, who the f**k you gunnin’ with? Pressure bust pipes, I swung the pipe and then now he call it quits Murder fits, I used to murder then this sh*t get murderous I'm murderless, we cross his name out right after we murder him The police asking us about him, we never heard of him Wrappin' and catchin' them bodies, just like we Soulja Slim Bend at the curve right behind him, ayy, we gon' follow him Destination, pull up and face him, whoever ridin' with him Silos and kilos, got me feeling like I'm Dino Pack touch down, the drugs in, we blowin' tree smoke Big Loc, made him reload, can't touch, I'm wired, no Choppa got a wide scope, bullseye, hit him right on the nose I asked my n***a, "Did he see when I hit him?" He say no So you know I had to go and spin the Benz again fo' sure When I see a n***a leavin', I'ma shoot 'til he ain't woke Look at his eyes, he saw a ghost, I told him it was time to go Like slow your roll player, I be with some big steppers Hundred shots rang out the bell, that's a lot of pressure N***as cowards, they be foldin' under pressure Bullet shower, better get your umbrella Check the calendar, murder always on the schedule Bullets hot as a cayenne pepper .223s will put him on the stretcher Yeah, I be with some big steppers Oh, oh (Bullets hot as a cayenne pepper) (.223s will put him on the stretcher)
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