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can't leave without it (freestyle) - nle choppa lyrics

[intro]
(oh, oh, oh, oh)
freestyle (yeah, yeah, yeah)
freestyle, freestylin’
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
brand new bently truck
soon as i land, i hop in
ritz*carlton hotel, yeah
know i had to check in
n*ggas think i’m crazy, yeah
only talk to dead friends
she thought that i was loyal, yeah
but i was f*ckin’ her best friend
i be cruisin’ in a coupe, give that to my dudes
no, i ain’t got no ceiling, i ain’t got no roof
glizzy in my lap, if he play i’m gonna shoot
‘lil b*tch i stand out, elephants up in the room
big ‘ol drip on a b*tch, yeah, call that splashing
street n*gga in fashion, but i can get a ‘lil classy
remember shoot my shot at home, they was laughing
now she suck me for my show, she was gagging
i ain’t got time for no b*tch, i just want my back*ends
but i f*cked her friend, i had to blow her backend
if he want some pressure, he hit him up with this mac*10
you know i keep it with me, (n*gga) it ain’t no lackin’
and i can’t plunge no clog, no
i’m gettin’ paid off of rockin’ shows
you know we keep us a 3*0 (a .30)
and if he play, we gonna up the score
ride in cali, switchin’ lanes
b*tch, she giving me brain
i don’t know her name
in her mouth, i left a stain
i had that ‘lil b*tch singin’, like t*pain
you know we flipped her, had that ‘lil b*tch runnin’ trains
pull up, get pop*popped, two glocks at the stop
my n*ggas in the kitchen, whippin’, they cookin’ hard
for this rap sh*t i’ll give my heart
and when i get rich, get that wraith with the stars
yeah
[interlude]
wraith with the stars, wraith with the stars

[verse 2]
don’t f*ck with rats, but i want all the cheddar
she got attached, f*cked the first night i met her
we copped four glizzys in the coupe, no beretta
spanish b*tch up in her f*ckin’ groove, no stellers
i done been through some sh*t
storys, i can’t tell ’em
if he wanna shoot some sh*t, that .40 gonna melt him
that n*gga said he was gang, i had to check him
found out he was bogus, my n*ggas had to stretch him
rhraa, rhraa
two shots up out that glock .9
shot him in his skull, left the witnesses traumatized
this little light of mine, know i had to make it shine
[?] on that choppa, left that young n*gga dramatized

[outro]
uh
left that n*gga dramatized, yeah
left that n*gga dramatized
the way that i’m livin’, i could die tonight
i shoot [?] vision, i don’t need no laser sight
that sh*t no cap, no cap
no cap up in my motherf*ckin’ rap
i been movin’ state*to*state (no cap)
if this ni*gga play today, he get sent up to them heaven gates
huh, huh, huh
(sent up to them heaven gates)
yeah

- nle choppa lyrics

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