Luyện nghe bài hát Choppaz

(D-Gotti talking)
We up, we showed up
and we still on choppas
it ain't stoping 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 these babes are
Got a cup full of mud and my is knockin'
my FUBU
Hollering it do
Hitting circles the lot like im in a hula-hoop
Who the crew that stang these like bees
We the G's that be's and i'll from over seas
Hold the trees big moe while I the optimo
In a wide Benz-O going bout 4
Oh, the ex-o just hit me it hurt
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 ass can't stay and drank drank
Next morning we up eating breakfast at the Frank's
Doing the same we did the day before
Choppin the and knocking down bad hoe's

(Chorus)

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

I feel that Mo-yo
Crawling through these city
Sippin on a what 4
And we

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

(Chorus)

(Verse 3: Noke-D)
Chop Chop, i hit the block
I told you once before the shit won't stop
Wreckshop to the grave pop make it say hey
hi hey how ya doing
Put the screw in your deck up yo set,
And go on break your neck the 20 inchs wet
And I bet that if we sip 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 bleed these blocks till my heart stop
the streets on lock, cause the shit be hot
D-Wreck tote glocks, cause we tote big
Methazyne on the rocks till my pop
So clean when we shop, my car stop
Candy gleam off the drop make your girl flop
tell me how ya feel
It's all the scrill want a billon dollar deal
Noke-Deazy tell me how do ya
Some get it how they love it but we get it how we
D-Wreck, handle business the same
We fuck hoes and sip 4's cause we this thang
thangs never change they remain the same
P-A-T and E-S-G and gone bang

(Chorus 2x)

(Big M.O.E.)
Chop
Coming I'm a G
Chop
Gotta feel that
Chop
Mo-yo and the
D-Gotti rolling with
D-Wreck let em we aint no hoe
on Chop Chop-pas
Breaking boys off in the
Rolling on Chop-pas
Drank syrup so I cough
Chop
It's 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
the damn deal Moe i'm for real
Hold the microphone showing my naked
Whats up Noke-D, up Skip dog
Out the south side Moe Boss hog
hogging streets, Knocking down freaks
Its Mo-yo stay riding my
Big Moe I never been a hoe
Crawling down and you a G
Letting them boys know
sipping drank
Sippin my sealed out
I'll that seal on a 4 man
in case im a roll with Pokey
on P P-t
All cause my partna big
on Drank Gal-lon
Boys drank more than Moe
Baby
Boys talking bout the barre baby
I've been saying this shit long ago
Out my womb I sipped a 4
Its Big Moe,

(Talking)
Know I'm saying
Stay