Luyện nghe bài hát CHOPBLOC PT. 3

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BLOCBOY JB - PT. 3 (FEAT. NLE CHOPPA)

Ayy, Cartoon, you got one
Iceberg want a bag,
Ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy, we put the Drac' up to yo'
I Lil Tevo knock him out
I bet we put him in his
Twenty Grapes up in this house and we all with K's
Let him play, I air him out, I walk 'em down in my J's
I'm still posted cuttas
I shoot at and brothas
We ain't worried the others
We see them niggas, suffer
We bagged 'em up in the
We dab 'em up we bust 'em
I brought my flip flops in
I'm shootin' I'm never scufflin'

When the murda and meet you and yo' door
Yeah, it's me,
and it got a scope, with my ski, bitch
Big Grape on the vine, big we spinnin' G shit
Take yo' diss song, get you killed, then make a
Do you wanna tonight?
If he don't he die tonight
dollar Glock, exotic pipe, you know we grip it tight
If the prices right, catch him on sight, up and take his life
Told the opps to white the chalk up, that his body laid night
Campin' out in and ditches, that's if I wanna miss him
By myself, I made the decision, don't want no
Catch a witness, catch a face shot, don't no reminiscin'
Bare face, and I'm to face
a case then I'm not guilty

Yeah, I'm not
I get or die tryin', I'm not 50
I just the plug, bitch, now his wife missin'
Time is money nigga we the clock wench
I got at the line, call 'em Mike Bibby
He play with gang, we around, do a 360
That's a Xbox, you wear
Draco ride got the seat hot
Miami, I got heat, bitch, I'm Bosh
.223, hit his feet, make him
Used to two niggas that looked like Drake and Josh
No why the police on yo' block hot
You got shot? Let me you in the same spot
I got money, but I'm still on that same
Caught a body and I still got the same
Go dig it up, I bet still in the same spot
And I'm still in the same
And I for my niggas
And I for my niggas
And I die for my
We like them other niggas

Ayy, ayy, we put the up to yo' face
I seen Lil knock him out
I bet we put him in his
Twenty Grapes up in house and we all posted with K's
Let him play, I air him out, I walk 'em down in my J's
I'm still posted with
I shoot at mammas and
We worried 'bout the others
We see them niggas, they
We bagged 'em up in the
We dab 'em up then we 'em
I brought my flip flops in
'Cause I'm I'm never scufflin'