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conversation with the opps - nle choppa lyrics

[intro: nle choppa]
mm, conversation with the opps, yeah, huh
conversation with the opps
ayy, turn me up tay
yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy

[chorus: nle choppa]
conversation with the opps, they tryna ride tonight
you know that we steppin’, you know we get violent
it’s time to slide tonight
load up the dracs, load up the .40s
and put ’em in the sky, he finna die tonight
and make his momma cry, yeah

[verse 1: nle choppa]
pull up with the gang, and throw out the coupe
we don’t need a window, we hang out the roof
i see my mans, i’m ready to shoot
after i stretch ’em, i take all his loot
we ready for violence, know we be wildin’
i’m thinkin’ ’bout murder, why i be smilin’
suppressors on the glocks, k!ll him in silence
don’t care who you with, i’ll k!ll anyone
slidin’ with the gang, and i’m ready for war
soon as i see ’em i’ma shoot, yeah, we uppin’ the score
my clip on forty shots, but i only shot four
them hollow tips went right through that young n-gga door
7.62, lay a n-gga down
free jd ’till he back on the town
b-tch i’m a dog, belong in the pound
he thought we was done, let off some more rounds
we really love murder, it make us happy
my n-ggas grimy, and they get scr-ppy
they movin’ the birds, just like flappy
ready to step, it ain’t no cappin’

[verse 2: nocap]
wait n-gga, there go the opps
pay me the drac’, convert on your top
we ain’t with the talkin’, you n-ggas is c-cky
get burned on your shoots, you don’t give me the drop
you make the wrong move, end up in the box
my n-gga lil’ dree, he keep him a glock
you look at him wrong, your body get dropped
talk on the phone, these polices watch
go ham any day when the block hot
i’m a loose screw n-gga, like a hotbox
even play, you gon’ lay like a sandbox
real n-gga from the north, you can get shot
got-got a shot, get your pop, call the dead walks
bullets burnin’ through your skin, yeah, it get hot
n-gga play with the gang, that’s a knockoff
i’ma say i’m a n-gga like a sawed-off
we ready for war, we ready to step
you know that i’m crip, we bang to the left
we end ’em in person, get cooked like a chef
you know how i’m comin’, both flights to the let
oh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah-eah
we end ’em in person, get cooked like a chef
you know how i’m comin’, both flights to the let

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