Correction Lyrics Grab My Gun / Change My Ways by NLE Choppa

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Hop out on the block, turn him to a runner
I'm not in my car, I'm in the rental
If that n***a want beef, take him to dinner
I love my Glock, got a lil' kick in 'em
He ain't know what goin' on
We ain't talkin' on the phones
If he don't leave me alone
I'ma have to get him gone
Retarded with this choppa like a n***a missed a chromosome
We dropped his body we gon' go and dump him home
Don't run from his a** [?]
And if he run I grab my gun
And shoot him in his back or some'
I know he's dead, he's not shakin'
Police call me [?]
Before I eat, I say my grace
I seen my Crips and shake up [?]
You know that I can't change my ways

Ayy, I'm a [?]
Blunt in my finger
Catch me a rapper, make him turn to a singer
Saw b*t*h in his eyes when a n***a had seent him
If a n***a had the pipe, I would have damn near cleaned him
In the trap fool, with the sack fool, sellin' [?] fool
Hit the [?] 'cause a n***a seen the law fool
N***a had to shoot him because he a tall dude
I ain't finna fight no man, I'm a small dude
We was them n***as trappin' with them K's
The difference between me and you, b*t*h I'm paid
Put a [?] in my face in the shootout, I'm brave
If he send a diss, then he gon' die today
Hate that b*t*h just to give me the drop
I'ma trade him a Draco for another Glock
Little do he know that Choppa dirty as a mop
Man I needed me some shoes 'cause I ran from the narcs
Hop out on the block, turn him to a runner
I'm not in my car, I'm in the rental
If that n***a want beef, take him to dinner
I love my Glock, got a lil' kick in 'em
He ain't know what goin' on
We ain't talkin' on the phones
If he don't leave me alone
I'ma have to get him gone
Retarded with this choppa like a n***a missed a chromosome
We dropped his body we gon' go and dump him home
Don't run from his a** [?]
And if he run I grab my gun
And shoot him in his back or some'
I know he's dead, he's not shakin'
Police call me [?]
Before I eat, I say my grace
I seen my Crips and shake up [?]
You know that I can't change my ways

Can't change my ways for a b*t*h n***a
You told what you saw, you a snitch n***a
And where I'm from, keep a stick n***a
And keep you a mask when you stick n***as
And keep you a gun when you blick n***as
I don't pop sh*t, I pop gun triggers
I'm the KKK 'cause I keep killin' n***as
I don't care where you at, we gon' finish n***as
Kill a n***a then pop up at the [?]
Slime in the cut, he got popped by a Grape
Plenty shots out the Drac', ain't no way he gon' make it
Tell his momma that I did it, better get your baby
White boy in the cut with the guns [?]
White boy in the with the bomb in the cut [?]
I'm all ready on gang, why this n***a try to play?
Hollow tip for a cop if that n***a try to tase
NLE the Top Shotta
Sh*t get spooky n***a, no cap
This sh*t get real [?]

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