Luyện nghe bài hát Choppas

(D-Gotti talking)
We up, we showed up
and we rolling on choppas
it ain't stoping know im talking about
D-goti, wreckshop to tha grave
it's going down, mo-yo, this 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
Hollering 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 from over seas
Hold the big moe while I split the optimo
In a body Benz-O going bout 4
Oh, the ex-o just hit me where it
Im bout to jump down and
And get up skirts
Let the ice do the
Put us up in the
After we hit the lenards till they know who us
You can
but your ass stay and drank drank
Next morning we hooked up eating at the Frank's
Doing the thing we did the day before
Choppin the sceene and knocking bad hoe's

(Chorus)

Rolling in my red car
Roling on
a big daddy cup of barre

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

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

(Chorus)

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

(Verse 4: D-Wreck)
Wreckshop so playa made
Im a let the top let the sun hit the braids
Im a bleed these till my heart beat stop
Keep the on lock, cause the shit be hot
D-Wreck tote glocks, cause we tote big
on the rocks till my belly pop
So when we shop, my car never stop
Candy gleam off the drop make girl flip flop
tell me how ya feel
It's all about the scrill want a billon deal
Noke-Deazy tell me how do ya
Some get it how love it but we get it how we feel
D-Wreck, handle business the same
We hoes and sip 4's cause we running this thang
Some thangs never change they remain the
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 M-O-E
Chop
Mo-yo and the
D-Gotti with Mo-yo
D-Wreck let em know we no hoe
Rolling on Chop
boys off in the south
Rolling on Chop-pas
syrup so I don't cough
Chop
Mo-yo a young G
I gotta feel Baby
Wrecking 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
Hold the microphone my naked skills
up Noke-D, Whats up Skip dog
Out the side Moe rolling Boss hog
Boss hogging streets, Knocking freaks
Its Mo-yo stay my meat
Big Moe I never been a hoe
Crawling down and you a G
Letting them what know
Stay sipping
Sippin my sealed out
I'll beat seal on a 4 man
in case im a roll with Pokey
on P P-t
All cause my big snoop
on Drank Gal-lon
Boys can't more than Moe
Drank
Boys talking bout they the barre
I've been this shit since long ago
Out my womb I sipped a 4
Its Big Moe,

(Talking)
Know what I'm
sipping