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Triple Play Ridin' Wit A Choppa


Ridin wit a choppa, you don't want beef
Ridin wit a choppa, you don't wanna see me
Cause if you do, then we gon' have to go to war
And I'm the type of motherfucker that'll leave so holes up in your car

Ridin wit a choppa, you don't want beef
Ridin wit a choppa, you don't wanna see me
Cause if you do, then we gon' have to go to war
And I'm the type of motherfucker that'll leave so holes up in your car

Chrome 45 and 9 milli glocka
You still talkin shit ima have to pop ya
You hatin ass bitches I'ma Tupac ya
Who turned the lights out, I just shot ya
Got them wheel watchers starin at my choppas
You wanna go to war, nigga I got ya
Lookin like a helicopta, you can find me on top of
Every city, every hood lookin like a playa should
Still holdin them bags don't get it misunderstood
Rigor Morris settin in, bigger horses in my Benz
Catch me on your screens, Fish eyed lens
Building an empire bigger than Kim Kardashian

Ridin wit a choppa, you don't want beef
Ridin wit a choppa, you don't wanna see me
Cause if you do, then we gon' have to go to war
And I'm the type of motherfucker that'll leave so holes up in your car

Ridin wit a choppa, you don't want beef
Ridin wit a choppa, you don't wanna see me
Cause if you do, then we gon' have to go to war
And I'm the type of motherfucker that'll leave so holes up in your car


Comin our the gutta, choppa make you stutter
Have you walkin wit a limp, then hit you wit anotha
Yo bitch hittin me on the gram, want me to be her lova
Hit her wit dat pipe, makin that bitch stutta
When I'm finished with her I'ma make her eat that f..ckin rubber
Deadly wit this shit, make the rats scutta
These rappers lookin funny, call ‘em Chris Tucker
Better say ya prayers cause it'll be ya last suppa
You can make it rain, I'ma make it Thunder
The Latino Viking I pillage and I plunder
Trap in the hood wit an undaground bunker
Got my runners workin interstate all summa

Ridin wit a choppa, you don't want beef
Ridin wit a choppa, you don't wanna see me
Cause if you do, then we gon' have to go to war
And I'm the type of motherfucker that'll leave so holes up in your car

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