[Intro]
They sayin' "Choppa talk to 'em"
They sayin' "Choppa talk to 'em"
I ain't even gotta say much though
Ayy
[Chorus]
Ay, might hop on a jet and go to Belize
She givin' me neck, she stay on her knees
She say I'm a dog, but I ain't got flees
She know I'm a Crip, but I act like a P
Had to look at the devil, he lookin' like me
When I look at my wrist, it remind me of pee
Every time that it gliss, man a nigga can't see
If that boy try to diss, put him on a tee
[Verse 1]
Ay, I know you heard when a nigga said I'm crazy
We killin' niggas every day just like a racist
Everybody gotta die, you gotta face it
My main shooter, he a killer, he Caucasian
Ay, bought the white bricks
I got twelve, I ain't talkin' hour
I'm daydreamin' 'bout a murder while I'm in the shower
Ain't shit sweet about me, man I'm really sour
Draco bullets milk him out if he actin' coward
Ay, how many bodies do I got? I don't know
Catch 'em slipping I'ma hit 'em with this pole
My lil' nigga, he just upped the fucking score
He caught two fucking opps in a row
I ain't tryin' to shoot up a nigga house
Walk up on his porch and then I kicked the door
And then I'm in my way to your fuckin' kitchen
And then I burn that pussy nigga like some toast
They sayin' "Choppa talk to 'em"
They sayin' "Choppa talk to 'em"
I ain't even gotta say much though
Ayy
[Chorus]
Ay, might hop on a jet and go to Belize
She givin' me neck, she stay on her knees
She say I'm a dog, but I ain't got flees
She know I'm a Crip, but I act like a P
Had to look at the devil, he lookin' like me
When I look at my wrist, it remind me of pee
Every time that it gliss, man a nigga can't see
If that boy try to diss, put him on a tee
[Verse 1]
Ay, I know you heard when a nigga said I'm crazy
We killin' niggas every day just like a racist
Everybody gotta die, you gotta face it
My main shooter, he a killer, he Caucasian
Ay, bought the white bricks
I got twelve, I ain't talkin' hour
I'm daydreamin' 'bout a murder while I'm in the shower
Ain't shit sweet about me, man I'm really sour
Draco bullets milk him out if he actin' coward
Ay, how many bodies do I got? I don't know
Catch 'em slipping I'ma hit 'em with this pole
My lil' nigga, he just upped the fucking score
He caught two fucking opps in a row
I ain't tryin' to shoot up a nigga house
Walk up on his porch and then I kicked the door
And then I'm in my way to your fuckin' kitchen
And then I burn that pussy nigga like some toast
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