Luyện nghe bài hát Choppas

(D-Gotti talking)
We up, we showed up
and we still on choppas
it ain't stoping know what im about
D-goti, wreckshop to tha grave
it's going down, mo-yo, feel here baby

(verse 1: D-Gotti)
blades are choppin'
And babes are boppin'
Got a cup of mud and my trunk is knockin'
Felling my
what it do
Hitting throug the lot like im in a hula-hoop
Who the crew that stang these streets like
We the G's that be's and i'll flow from over
the trees big moe while I split the optimo
In a wide Benz-O going bout 4
Oh, the ex-o just hit me where it
Im bout to jump and flirt
And get up some
Let the ice do the
Put us up in the
After we hit the lenards till they who sent us
You can
but ass can't stay and drank drank
morning we hooked up eating breakfast at the Frank's
Doing the thing we did the day before
Choppin the sceene and knocking down bad

(Chorus)

in my candy red car
Roling on
Sippin a big daddy cup of

I Gotta feel that
through these city streets
Sippin on a what 4
And we

(Verse 2: Big M.O.E.)
Down south, We nation wide
Popped up mo-yo ride
Put it down for boy Po-yo
On the low low Im a pro
In game I ain't lame
Rolling on chops
Smoking on the Killer Jane
Coming down freestyle, playa buck
Big M.O.E. is a child
Im a leave , stack my green
Everytime you see the moe im on the
Im out the damn tre, a don't play
Bout to chop it up for them everyday
Choppa's, rolling on those

(Chorus)

(Verse 3: Noke-D)
Chop Chop, When i hit the
I told you before that the shit won't stop
Wreckshop to the trunk pop make it say hey
Hello hi hey how ya
Put the screw in deck Throw up yo set,
And go on break neck cause the 20 inchs wet
And I bet that if we sip whole eights
Pop 1,2 a piece these gone hate, MAN!!!!

(Verse 4: D-Wreck)
baby so playa made
Im a let the top down let the sun hit the
Im a bleed these blocks my heart beat stop
the streets on lock, cause the shit be hot
D-Wreck tote glocks, cause we big knots
Methazyne on the till my belly pop
So when we shop, my car never stop
Candy gleam off the drop your girl flip flop
tell me how ya feel
It's all about the scrill want a dollar deal
tell me how do ya feel
Some get it how they love it but we get it how we
D-Wreck, Noke-D handle business the
We fuck hoes and sip 4's we running this thang
Some never change they remain the same
P-A-T and E-S-G and gone bang

(Chorus 2x)

(Big M.O.E.)
Chop
Coming I'm a G
chop-pas
Gotta that M-O-E
Chop-pas
Mo-yo and the
D-Gotti with Mo-yo
let em know we aint no hoe
Rolling on Chop-pas
Breaking boys off in the
on Chop Chop-pas
Drank syrup so I cough
Chop-pas
It's Mo-yo a G
I feel Barre Baby
these H-Town streets
on yea

(Verse 5: Big Moe)
Chop chop chop chop
I keep a cocked
For the haters knock
I do the body roc the ass end hop
What's the damn deal Moe i'm for
Hold the microphone showing my skills
up Noke-D, Whats up Skip dog
Out the south side Moe Boss hog
hogging streets, Knocking down freaks
Its Mo-yo stay my meat
Ride Big Moe I never a hoe
down and you know a G
Letting boys what know
Stay sipping
Sippin my sealed out
beat that seal on a 4 man
just in case im a roll with
on P P-t
All my partna big snoop
Sippin on Drank
Boys can't more than Moe
Drank
talking bout they the barre baby
I've been saying this shit since ago
Out my womb I sipped a 4
Its Big Moe,

(Talking)
Know what I'm
Stay