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murda - nle choppa lyrics

[intro: tce dizzle]
ayy, ayy, yeah
yeah, i’ll rock this mothaf*cka right here tay
for real
’til we go out to shoot baby
yo, what we doin’?

[verse 1: tce dizzle]
my young n*gga with it
pull up to yo’ spot in a minute
b*tch we ain’t missin’
shoot at the innocent
f*ck we ain’t feelin’ it
my n*gga, i’m real ain’t feelin’ it
why? i’m high like the ceiling fan
if i up the glock up you gon’ hear the b*tch
trap, my n*ggas speak trapanese
the n*ggas too broke, get the reed up
i’m smokin’ dope with my feet up
i could f*ck on your hoe with her feet up
touch up with the gang, let’s meet up
now we in the spot like a cheetah
i need the corn like cheetos
he diss the gang, we gon’ beat him
fold his ass up like burrito
young n*gga hit just like some speakers
young n*gga hit hard like the beat go
young n*gga hit hard like the beat go
choppa, what we do? knock his ass out
new n*ggas can’t hang with the gang, they just want some clout
we got bowls comin’ in, we got bowls goin’ out
and you can catch me ridin’ round with colossal
and we slide with them shottas
catch me ridin’ round with colossal
and we slide with them shottas
[verse 2: nle choppa]
yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy
colossal who i’m hangin’ with, but shotta fam who i’m bangin’ with
two fingers and a thumb i’ma throw it up
you know i’m in the party with the banger tucked
you stupid and dumb if you thought that we was gonna knuckle up
why the f*ck you think we got these guns for?
one hand on the trigger, i pull and shoot, gone
i send you up to heaven, now you at home
i ain’t squashin’ no beef, stop callin’ my phone
that murda on my mind, it sit on my dome
the way that i’m livin’ my 9 turn 18
glock 19, but it got a infrared beam
mexican flags, what is you repping?
i’m turning sh*t into a crime scene
murda, murda, murda, murda
d*mn, he says you wasn’t even steppin’
when? where? who? you?
7.62’s knock him out his shoes
big ape n*gga, i belong in the zoo
they sayin’ i’m crazy and they say i go cuckoo
servin’ up pamper, it smell like some doo*doo
feds watchin’ n*gga moves, hulu
i still tote a hunnid some guns, i fooled you
the glock got hollows, i make it kickback
take a n*gga gun, ay let me get that
put my d*ck up in her mouth, just like a kit kat
and i love to shoot this draco tryna split a n*gga ballcap
ha, yeah
[outro: tce dizzle]
n*gga know we find do
if a n*gga play, we gon’ whoop him at the picture booth
we gon’ smash the bar, get him hit, that boy shotta doo
my n*ggas with the sh*t, they pullin’ up
they gon’ point at you and you get shot

- nle choppa lyrics

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