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2 phones - nle choppa lyrics

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[chorus: yo gotti]
i got a .30, on that lil’ photo
f*ck with the gang, we go r*t*rded
you not a boss, you just a target
f*ck all that talkin’, we get to sparkin’
i got a .30, on that lil’ photo
f*ck with the gang, we go r*t*rded
you not a boss, you just a target
f*ck all that talkin’, we get to sparkin’
light that lil’ sh*t up
f*ck that lil’ b*tch up
light your whole wrist up
pull up and pick up
she eat the d*ck up
no gag, no hiccup
b*tch swallow them babies
i dare you to spit up

[verse 2: nle choppa]
got a .30 it stick on my glock
run up on me and get popped
my n*ggas they jailin’, they thuggin’ on locks
f*ck batman, i’m robbin’, you pushin’ the clock
i’m keepin’ my heat, but i’m cold like the winter
make the plays on the block like a n*gga a sinner
we k!llin’ for real, you n*ggas pretenders
i pray to the lord because i’m a sinner
brand new drac’, that’s a brand new case
if a n*gga move wrong, get hit in this b*tch
got a big .38, that’s a first .48
if a n*gga wanna play, then i’m aiming his sh*t
imma send a hit and imma get him touched
b*tch i’m big bold, got the biggest nuts
i got two choppas, imma double up
do a drive*by in the bentley truck, yeah, yeah

[bridge: nle choppa]
ayy, two phones on me, i’m trappin’
get him whacked then i don’t know what happened
if a n*gga want beef, what’s crackin’?
pull up let a f*ck n*gga have it
big drac’ make a n*gga out his panties
these f*ck n*ggas can’t even stand me
and if it’s beef, imma handle it

[chorus: yo gotti]
i got a .30, on that lil’ photo
f*ck with the gang, we go r*t*rded
you not a boss, you just a target
f*ck all that talkin’, we get to sparkin’
i got a .30, on that lil’ photo
f*ck with the gang, we go r*t*rded
you not a boss, you just a target
f*ck all that talkin’, we get to sparkin’
light that lil’ sh*t up
f*ck that lil’ b*tch up
light your whole wrist up
pull up and pick up
she eat the d*ck up
no gag, no hiccup
b*tch swallow them babies
i dare you to spit up

[verse 3: youngboy never broke again]
steady saggin’ my pants, but i put on that belt now
i braided my*

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