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Nle Choppa N.w.a.




[Intro]
[?] that shit up, TNT
Ayy
NLE shit
NLE the top shotta, got the [?] like a [?]
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1]
I got the stick up in my pants, when up it, I'ma burn somethin'
He thinkin' I ain't killing, nigga better learn somethin'
And when we sliding, we gon' wet the car, you know we tryna flip somethin'
Thirty piece, [?] out this Glock, you know we gon' clip somethin'

[Chorus]
You nigga not no hittas, you really just tryna fit in (Tryna fit in)
My Glock done came out the closet 'cause it got a dick end
I'm a nigga with a attitude, you can call me [?]
[?] with Choppa, you gon' get, like I'm built in

[Verse 2]
Murder, murder, murder, I'ma turn into a [?]
Don't f..ck with niggas like the KKK but I'm a Panther
These bullets went his way, bet I turned him to a dancer
Lot of vapour in this gas, bitch, I'm smoking on the Fanta
And if he try to rob me, make a nigga do a remix (No cap)
You can't relate to my music, I'm speaking on some G shit
Fist ball in his coupe, nigga, yeah, I'm screaming, f..ck a Tech
If I catch a nigga that shot my dawg, then I'm gon' bust his shit
Hundred round drum and I'm looking for a bozo (I'm lookin')
Stand over his body and shoot him, make him roll over
I'ma leave dead in the woods, he gon' have a [?]
The opps think we done killing, but this shit is never over
I make 'em break down, I love the way the drake sound
Ain't no waitin' now, we slidin' 'till the sun down
He tried to jump up in the water, now that boy up in the lake now
Close [?], we gon' leave that boy face down

[Chorus]
You nigga not no hittas, you really just tryna fit in (Tryna fit in)
My Glock done came out the closet 'cause it got a dick end
I'm a nigga with a attitude, you can call me [?]
[?] with Choppa, you gon' get, like I'm built in

[Interlude]
Thought I was done on this beat
We gon' bring that shit back (Huh?)
We gon' bring that shit back, we gon' bring that shit back
You digg, what I'm saying?
Rat-a-tat-tat, brrt, brrt, bow, bow, bow

[Verse 3]
Ooh, there go the police, grab the gun and run
Then I be smiling while I shoot 'cause the murder for fun
And these niggas swearing at me swearing that I'm not the one
I'ma blam 'em, slam 'em, throw it to a tantrum
If he owe me some motherfucking money, I hold him ransom
I want all the motherfucking smoke, I'm causing cancer
And he don't let me in, I'm breaking in like Santa

[Bridge]
Aim it at you, ooh, ooh
What you gon' do ? (What you gonna do?)
762 (762)
Wet 'em like a pool , what you gonna do?

[Chorus]
You nigga not no hittas, you really just tryna fit in (Tryna fit in)
My Glock done came out the closet 'cause it got a dick end
I'm a nigga with a attitude, you can call me [?]
[?] with Choppa, you gon' get, like I'm built in



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