ENVIAR LETRAS
Top 100
Lanzamientos de álbumes
Artistas
Comunidade
Francés
Portuguese
Inglés
Corrección Letra
Choppa MEM
par
NLE Choppa
Regreso
Letra
You hear me? Ayy, yeah, yeah I walk in the trap, b*t*h get on the floor B*t*h you know I can't, just give me the throat He thought it was a joke, now he on the [?] Tied up with this Glock and you know I'ma blow Ay, kidnap him then he give a [?] Bullets come down from the top like confetti I'ma take his gun if he try to sell it Should've rent a UPS 'cause the pack get heavy Get hit with this fire, b*t*h I bet you gon' holler Don't f**k with the snakes, but it's some on my collar And if he want a problem, bullets hit his partner Catchin' plays in the field [?] N***a he ain't dumb, he ain't take nothin' from me Wish a f**k n***a would take my money Exotic my runts, this sh*t is not crummy He tried to ride my wave, you know that I saunt him They like "what is you smokin'?" Lil' b*t*h it's the wrap of weed I keep watching my back 'cause I know n***as after me If I dump the whole clip I know Dreek gon' shoot after me B*t*h its murder for hire, you can't join the faculty B*t*h, I'm clutchin' my Glock while I eat at the Applebee's B*t*h I'm high as the sky, I'm up in with the [?] B*t*h I [?] gotta look after me B*t*h I'm hangin' outside like I'm making a [?] "NLE ain't got no money" Ha, ha, ha, lil' b*t*h you funny "NLE ain't out here gunning" I'll get a n***a wrapped up like a mummy I did it again, repeating them sins That n***a fruity, put him in a blender If a n***a want smoke, we gon' make him surrender Get him out of here Get him out of here they get hit with the 7.62's Came in this b*t*h with the Glock Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Bring it back in, I'ma come a lil' different this time Always gotta keep [?] Bullets hit through your spine Get a n***a whacked, then put him in a rhyme makes you sayin' he plottin' on that sh*t It's bodies with this sh*t It's wet like toilet, potties in this b*t*h Bin Laden with this stick My n***as sendin' shots up in this b*t*h Yo' n***as gettin' hit You know I love my Glock, my favorite stick We always in some sh*t, yeah no cap Hotbox the drop-top Put the dope up in my sock The police tried to take my [?] My b*t*h a**ist in everything because she gave the drop I got the [?] up in that grease and fry 'em like a [?] 'Cause I'm really that n***a, they know I'ma step And I keep me a gun, they say I'm a [?] My bullets [?] we ain't worried 'bout no trouble B*t*h I'm up on gang I [?] I put him on a leash 'cause my bullets gon' [?] And my shooter a red watch, he kill if I tell him ayy Top Shotta f**k n***a, lay down NLE the Top Shotta Drac' sound Drac' sound Make a n***a lay down F**k you talkin' 'bout I really just [?]
videoclip
Tu nombre será publicado. Deje los campos en blanco para permanecer en el anonimato.
Enviar
Modal title
×
Insertar medios
Video URL?
(YouTube, Vimeo, Instagram, DailyMotion, Soundcloud)
×
Recuérdame
Contraseña perdida
Conectarte
Registrarse