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It’s Up
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NLE Choppa
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Fifty shots up out this ARP, don't you play with me And if the n***a say it's up, you know that sh*t don't stay with me I ain't tryna to meet nowhere, I pull up where you stay on me Hunnid rounds up out this 308 and I was one deep 7.62's detach his body parts, that sh*t a wrap Crooked dykes I make 'em move when I'm shootin' in the trap He was hotboxin' and we pull up, put his head in his lap Best believe if I said, I meant it, that sh*t no cap (Ay, yeah) Me and the gang, we thuggin' so hard We might've just catch us a RICO charge Hunnid some Crips, we up in the party You know that we don't give a f**k 'bout the Sargeant Put him on the ground right after we spark him, wе can call that a murder garden Thuggin' too hard, a n***a tried to chеck me I said, "I beg your pardon?" Had the glizzy up in my Ethika drawers I step back, then I spark him Shot these n***as, Ty Lawson Hole in his head like he was a f**king dolphin Make your mamma buy a coffin Told her "stop cryin' 'bout her baby, eat this sausage" Make her swallow and gargle Hit from the back, I'ma have to f**kin' dog her Don't get caught without your gun 'Cause after dark we gon' kill anyone I spot a opp, so you know he's done He ain't do nothin' to me, we just kill for no reason Lean on the blunt Tropicana Fruits in the runt You can't hit this blunt You ain't help me roll this f**kin' blunt Try to buck me who? Buck me what? We ain't goin' for nothin' When I up this b*t*h up out my hip, boy you better run Got the glizzy dirty, so I had to get another gun Say she wanna have my kids, so I put it on her tongue Hunnid round drum, on the choppa look like Tommy Gun How the f**k he gon' survive with this money on your dome? Walk in your house, and then I kill you with your mommy in your home 'Cause that lil' Choppa, he be reekin', this that murderer cologne Why your body smell like that? 'Cause them f**kin' bodies in the trunk Y'all took a shot right out your melon, we left that boy funky They like Choppa "what you smokin' on?" I'm smokin' on this skunk I pin the tail up on that opp, now that boy look like he a donkey 7.62's leave all those holes look like you was shoppin' at Dunkin' My Lil' Mexican stabbin' sh*t, he carve you out just like a pumpkin Don't get caught without your gun 'Cause after dark we gon' kill anyone I spot a opp, so you know he's done He ain't do nothin' to me, we just kill for no reason NLE, Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
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