Luyện nghe bài hát Choppas

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

(verse 1: D-Gotti)
These are choppin'
And these are boppin'
Got a cup of mud and my trunk is knockin'
my FUBU
Hollering it do
Hitting circles throug the lot im in a hula-hoop
Who the crew that stang streets like bees
We the G's that be's and i'll flow from seas
the trees big moe while I split the optimo
In a wide body going bout 4
Oh, the ex-o hit me where it hurt
Im to jump down and flirt
And get up skirts
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 can't stay and drank
morning we hooked up eating breakfast at the Frank's
Doing the same we did the day before
the sceene 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
through these city streets
Sippin on a straight 4
And we

(Verse 2: Big M.O.E.)
south, We rolling nation wide
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
Coming down freestyle, buck wild
Big M.O.E. is a child
Im a leave , stack my green
you see the moe im on the codine
Im out the damn tre, a playa don't
Bout to chop it up for them everyday
Choppa's, on those choppa's

(Chorus)

(Verse 3: Noke-D)
Chop Chop, i hit the block
I told you before that the shit won't stop
to the grave trunk pop make it say hey
Hello hi hey how ya
Put the in your deck Throw up yo set,
And go on break your neck cause the 20 wet
And I bet that if we sip whole eights
Pop 1,2 a piece these hoes 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 my heart beat stop
the streets on lock, cause the shit be hot
D-Wreck tote glocks, we tote big knots
Methazyne on the rocks till my pop
So when we shop, my car never stop
Candy gleam off the make your girl flip flop
D-wrezay tell me how ya
It's all about the scrill a billon dollar 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 fuck 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
feel that M-O-E
Chop
and the Noke-D
D-Gotti rolling Mo-yo
let em know we aint no hoe
Rolling on Chop-pas
Breaking boys off in the
on Chop Chop-pas
Drank so I don't cough
Chop
Mo-yo a young G
I gotta Barre Baby
Wrecking these streets
on yea

(Verse 5: Big Moe)
Chop chop chop chop
I keep a glock
For the Knock 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 south side Moe Boss hog
Boss streets, Knocking down freaks
Its Mo-yo stay my meat
Ride Big Moe I never a hoe
down and you know a G
Letting them boys know
sipping drank
Sippin my sealed out
I'll beat that 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 drank more than Moe
Drank
talking bout they the barre baby
I've been saying shit since long ago
Out my momma I sipped a 4
Its Big Moe,

(Talking)
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