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 talking
it's D-goti, to tha grave
it's going down, mo-yo, feel here baby

(verse 1: D-Gotti)
blades are choppin'
And these are boppin'
Got a cup full of mud and my is knockin'
my FUBU
Hollering it do
Hitting throug the lot like im in a hula-hoop
Who the crew that stang streets like bees
We the G's that and i'll flow from over seas
the trees big moe while I split the optimo
In a wide body going bout 4
Oh, the ex-o just hit me it hurt
Im bout to down and flirt
And get up skirts
Let the ice do the
Put us up in the
After we hit the lenards till they who sent us
You can
but your ass 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 down bad hoe's

(Chorus)

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

I Gotta feel that
Crawling through city streets
Sippin on a straight 4
And we

(Verse 2: Big M.O.E.)
south, We rolling nation 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
down on chops
Smoking on the Killer Jane
down freestyle, playa buck wild
Big M.O.E. is a throwed
Im a leave lean , stack my
you see the moe im on the codine
Im out the damn tre, a don't play
Bout to chop it up for them everyday
Choppa's, on those 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 your 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 these hoes gone hate, MAN!!!!

(Verse 4: D-Wreck)
Wreckshop baby so playa
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, we tote big knots
Methazyne on the till my belly pop
So clean we shop, my car never stop
Candy gleam off the drop make your flip flop
D-wrezay tell me how ya
It's all about the scrill want a billon dollar
Noke-Deazy tell me how do ya
get it how they love it but we get it how we feel
D-Wreck, handle business the same
We fuck hoes and sip 4's cause we running thang
thangs never change they remain the same
P-A-T and E-S-G and M-O-E 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
let em know we aint no hoe
Rolling on Chop-pas
Breaking boys off in the
Rolling on Chop
Drank syrup so I don't
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 Knock knock
I do the roc make the ass end hop
the damn deal Moe i'm for real
Hold the microphone showing my skills
up Noke-D, Whats up Skip dog
Out the south side Moe rolling hog
Boss hogging streets, Knocking down
Its stay riding my meat
Ride Big Moe I been a hoe
Crawling and you know a G
Letting them boys what
sipping drank
Sippin my out pint
I'll that seal on a 4 man
just in case im a roll with
on P P-t
All cause my partna big
Sippin on Drank
Boys can't drank than Moe
Drank
Boys talking bout they the barre
I've been saying shit since long ago
Out my momma womb I a 4
Its Big Moe,

(Talking)
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