a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

let em know - nle choppa lyrics

[chorus]
n*gga thought i was a b*tch, so you know i let him know
i’m head huncho with the gang, so you know i’m general
you not a gangster got the [?]
sent some shots and got to missin’, boy you know we bulletproof (ayy)
yeah, we get in a [?] and come out the water
been wipin’ my drip, i feel like the [?]
put the dirt on my name, i just go harder
got hit with this stick, he need a doctor
if he catch you, you know i’ma stretch him
i shot to the head, but the bullet hit neck
i’m pullin’ the trigger i get too agressive
and of all of yo n*ggas, they fold under pressure

[verse 1]
don’t want that b*tch, she not my type
she want my d*ck, i hit one night
i put it in, it grip it tight
she call me papi, that i like
glock in the [?] cause i’m a [?]
b*tch, i saw him i swear imma drill him
show no cap, i raised my k!llers
up the pole and then smoke, come pop my n*gga
you know [?], you know he get knocked back n*gga
ay put that on top back n*gga
ay don’t do a song my n*gga
caution tape, white chalk that n*gga
tell that n*gga that i said it, we leavin’ n*ggas in the paramedics
a fool n*gga, choppa pop yo melons
and i’m shootin’ sh*t like i’m jj red*ck
[chorus]
n*gga thought i was a b*tch, so you know i let him know
i’m head huncho with the gang, so you know i’m general
you not a gangster got the [?]
sent some shots and got to missin’, boy you know we bulletproof (ayy)
yeah, we get in a [?] and come out the water
been wipin’ my drip, i feel like the [?]
put the dirt on my name, i just go harder
got hit with this stick, he need a doctor
if he catch you, you know i’ma stretch him
i shot to the head, but the bullet hit neck
i’m pullin’ the trigger i get too agressive
and all of your n*ggas, they fold under pressure

[verse 2]
n*ggas know what these guns ’bout
i was thuggin’ hard on a lower level
see me up now, know the field better
[?]
pockets on swole, they look like [?]
she play with her nose, [?]
hit from the back [?]
the b*tch start changin’, baby r*t*rded
i think about murder, this sh*t now i’m harvestin’
came with a [?] no this ain’t no [?]
my feelings in private, my priority
ran off on a n*gga, i don’t give a f*ck
slit homies’ throat, we do it in public
the police keep callin’, you gave them a subject
and at in the room, i didn’t say nothin’
[chorus]
n*gga thought i was a b*tch, so you know i let him know
i’m head huncho with the gang, so you know i’m general
you not a gangster got the [?]
sent some shots and got to missin’, boy you know we bulletproof (ayy)
yeah, we get in a [?] and come out the water
been wipin’ my drip, i feel like the [?]
put the dirt on my name, i just go harder
got hit with this stick, he need a doctor
if he catch you, you know i’ma stretch him
i shot to the head, but the bullet hit neck
i’m pullin’ the trigger i get too agressive
and all of your n*ggas, they fold under pressure

- nle choppa lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular