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rap - whoppa wit da choppa lyrics

[intro]
walked in with that
(kweli, that 808 swingin’)
ayy, ayy
brrr, walked in with that
had that, yeah (shh)
come on, stop playing
ayy, ayy, hold on

[verse]
‘fore i walk in this b*tch, make sure that glizzy tucked (glizzy tucked)
“why you been speaking on the dead?” ’cause i don’t give a f*ck (yeah)
with that being said, n*gga, f*ck the opps (b*tch)
we gone spin so many times, make them n*ggas switch blocks
say b*tch, step on sh*t like a marching band
f*ck this rap sh*t, n*gga, we the ones dropped your mans
tried to get away i jumped out like “not so fast” (come here, boy)
slipped in the grass then i laughed, boy that’s your ass (haha)
i can talk like this cause i’m really drilling (drilling)
that sh*t sound good in them raps but they ain’t never did it (ayy, b*tch)
man that sh*t all cap, these n*ggas straight b*tches
the opps p*ssy like i’m beefing with straight women (straight women)
i be there when the sco’ up, how ’bout you? (how ’bout you?)
i ain’t tryna talk when it’s up, i’m tryna hop out shooting (rrrrah)
you could die in this club, n*gga, stop that booting (oh, d*mn)
or you could die like trey d at a f*cking reunion
it’s forever beef with the opps till it ain’t none (f*ck)
it’s time for a new pack i’m finna make one (make one)
f*ck that rap beef, i’m tryna boost the murder rate up (b*tch)
my name got choppa in it, f*ck i look like putting the k up? (rrrah)
n*ggas die everyday, b boy, this sh*t life
tell the opps come outside so we can get some get back
when i sw*ng with this switch you can’t get right
been on your block all day, now it’s pitch black
i been shooting sh*t but my name ain’t dill (ain’t dill)
i don’t love you b*tch more than i love my pills (my pills)
f*ck the police, man they know what it is (f*ck jso)
tryna take me off the streets gotta be here for my kids (done)
who the f*ck is jakejhit? we don’t know (who the f*ck?)
just another name gone be added to the sco (dumb f*ck)
smoking rod k but we bang the same thing though (yeah, b*tch ass)
i don’t give a f*ck, boy, you know this sh*t cutthroat (rrrah)
[outro]
ayy, ayy, f*ck the opps
ayy, n*ggas know what it is
i ain’t even, yeah, ayy
yeah, i’mma leave it just like that
ayy, b*tch

- whoppa wit da choppa lyrics

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