Luyện nghe bài hát Choppas

(D-Gotti talking)
We up, we showed up
and we still on choppas
it stoping know what im talking about
it's D-goti, wreckshop to tha
it's going down, mo-yo, feel this baby

(verse 1: D-Gotti)
These are choppin'
And babes are boppin'
Got a cup full of mud and my trunk is
Felling my
Hollering it do
Hitting circles throug the lot like im in a
Who the crew that stang these streets like
We the G's that be's and i'll flow from seas
Hold the trees big moe while I split the
In a wide body Benz-O bout 4
Oh, the ex-o just hit me where it
Im to jump down and flirt
And get up some
Let the ice do the
Put us up in the
After we hit the lenards they know who sent us
You can
but your ass stay and drank drank
Next we hooked up eating breakfast at the Frank's
Doing the same thing we did the day
Choppin the and knocking down bad hoe's

(Chorus)

Rolling in my red car
on Chop-pas
Sippin a big daddy cup of

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

(Verse 2: Big M.O.E.)
Down south, We rolling nation
Popped up foregin ride
Put it down for boy Po-yo
On the low low Im a pro
In this I ain't lame
Rolling on chops
Smoking on the Mary Jane
down freestyle, playa buck wild
Big M.O.E. is a throwed
Im a leave , stack my green
you see the moe im on the codine
Im out the tre, a playa don't play
Bout to chop it up for them boys
Choppa's, rolling on choppa's

(Chorus)

(Verse 3: Noke-D)
Chop Chop, i hit the block
I told you once before that the 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 three whole
Pop 1,2 a these hoes gone hate, MAN!!!!

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

(Chorus 2x)

(Big M.O.E.)
Chop
down I'm a G
Chop
Gotta feel that
Chop-pas
Mo-yo and the
D-Gotti with Mo-yo
D-Wreck let em know we no hoe
Rolling on Chop-pas
Breaking off in the south
Rolling on Chop-pas
Drank so I don't cough
Chop-pas
It's a young G
I gotta feel Barre
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 roc make the ass end hop
What's the deal Moe i'm for real
the microphone showing my naked skills
Whats up Noke-D, Whats up dog
Out the side Moe rolling Boss hog
Boss hogging streets, Knocking down
Its Mo-yo riding my meat
Ride Big Moe I never a hoe
Crawling down and you a G
Letting boys what know
Stay drank
Sippin my out pint
I'll beat seal on a 4 man
just in im a roll with Pokey
on P P-t
All cause my big snoop
Sippin on Drank
Boys can't drank than Moe
Drank
Boys talking bout they the barre
I've been saying this shit long ago
Out my womb I sipped a 4
Its Big Moe,

(Talking)
Know what I'm
Stay