Luyện nghe bài hát Choppas

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

(verse 1: D-Gotti)
These blades are
And these are boppin'
Got a cup of mud and my trunk is knockin'
my FUBU
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 flow from over
the trees big moe while I split the optimo
In a wide body Benz-O bout 4
Oh, the just hit me where it hurt
Im bout to jump down and
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 ass can't stay and drank drank
morning we hooked up eating breakfast at the Frank's
Doing the same we did the day before
Choppin the sceene and knocking bad hoe's

(Chorus)

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

I Gotta feel Mo-yo
Crawling through these streets
Sippin on a straight 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 this game I lame
down on chops
Smoking on the Killer Jane
Coming down freestyle, playa wild
Big M.O.E. is a throwed
Im a lean , stack my green
Everytime you see the moe im on the
Im out the tre, a playa don't play
Bout to it up for them boys everyday
Choppa's, rolling on choppa's

(Chorus)

(Verse 3: Noke-D)
Chop Chop, When i hit the
I told you once before that the shit stop
Wreckshop to the grave trunk pop it say hey
hi hey how ya doing
Put the screw in deck Throw up yo set,
And go on break your neck cause the 20 wet
And I bet if we sip three whole eights
Pop 1,2 a piece these gone hate, MAN!!!!

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

(Chorus 2x)

(Big M.O.E.)
Chop
down I'm a G
Chop
Gotta feel M-O-E
Chop
Mo-yo and the
rolling with Mo-yo
D-Wreck let em we aint no hoe
on Chop Chop-pas
Breaking off in the south
Rolling on Chop
Drank syrup so I don't
Chop
Mo-yo a young G
I feel Barre Baby
Wrecking H-Town streets
on yea

(Verse 5: Big Moe)
Chop chop chop chop
I keep a glock
For the haters Knock
I do the body roc the ass end hop
What's the damn Moe i'm for real
the microphone showing my naked skills
Whats up Noke-D, up Skip dog
Out the side Moe rolling Boss hog
Boss hogging streets, Knocking down
Its Mo-yo riding my meat
Big Moe I never been a hoe
Crawling and you know a G
Letting them boys what
sipping drank
Sippin my sealed out
beat that seal on a 4 man
just in case im a 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
been saying this shit since long ago
Out my momma I sipped a 4
Its Big Moe,

(Talking)
Know what I'm
sipping