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Baby Choppa
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Rot Ken
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Yeah, yeah, Neeko you made that motherf**kin’ beat? Ah, nah, you ain’t make that motherf**ker Let's roll, let's go Free the gang Oh Lord, Jetson made another one My brother, he locked in the walls, I know it gets hard in a while I told him to stay with a shank I told him I’m flying on a plane I told him I’m doing big things I’m far from the hood right now But just know I'm good right now Ain’t worried bout no hoes right now I just dropped a 'bow in the bowl I just dropped a five in the pot I just got that sh*t in Nevada I got that sh*t back in the lot You know I ain’t playing with these hoes You know I ain’t playing with these n***as I’m rapping this sh*t from the soul, sometimes I feel like drawing picture You play with this sh*t and then whip in my ride but it wasn’t here, baby I stick up the shooters I’m staying inside but still got the glizz, baby I called, her boyfriend inside of the house, you know that I’m cooking inside of the lab You thought it was over, you thought it was over I’m still in the hood, I’m still in the trap Why would I leave? No you don’t care about me I’m sippin lean out a baby bottle, I’m in the hood with a baby choppa I’m on the sofa like the floor was lava I got two b*t*hes and they tryna gobble I got two b*t*hes and they tryna argue, yeah Oh, help me, oh, help me Still in the trap with the trappin', still in the trap, baby, trappin' I trap out the front, I trap out the back, you know that I trap out the spot These n***as play ‘round, these n***as play sides, these n***as get caught in the fire I do it for Bibby, I do it for Nitty, you know I put on for the guys My brother, he locked in the walls, I know it gets hard in a while I told him to stay with a shank I told him I’m flying on a plane I told him I’m doing big things I’m far from the hood right now But just know I'm good right now Ain’t worried bout no hoes right now I just dropped a 'bow in the bowl I just dropped a five in the pot I just got that sh*t in Nevada I got that sh*t back in the lot You know I ain’t playing with these hoes You know I ain’t playing with these n***as I’m rapping this sh*t from the soul, sometimes I feel like drawing picture You play with this sh*t and then whip in my ride but it wasn’t here, baby I stick up the shooters I’m staying inside but still got the glizz baby I called, her boyfriend inside of the house, you know that I’m cooking inside of the live You thought it was over, you thought it was over I’m still in the hood, I’m still in the trap Why would I leave? No you don’t care about me I’m sippin lean out a baby bottle, I’m in the hood with a baby choppa I’m on the sofa like the floor was lava I got two b*t*hes and they tryna gobble I got two b*t*hes and they tryna argue, yeah Oh, help me, oh, help me Still in the trap with the trappin', still in the trap, baby, trappin' I trap out the front, I trap out the back, you know that I trap out the spot These n***as play ‘round, these n***as play sides, these n***as get caught in the fire I do it for Bibby, I do it for Nitty, you know I put on for the guys
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