Luyện nghe bài hát Choppaz

(D-Gotti talking)
We up, we showed up
and we still on choppas
it stoping know what im talking about
D-goti, wreckshop to tha grave
it's going down, mo-yo, feel here baby

(verse 1: D-Gotti)
blades are choppin'
And babes are boppin'
Got a cup full of mud and my trunk is
Felling my
what 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 flow from over seas
Hold the trees big moe I split the optimo
In a wide body going bout 4
Oh, the ex-o just hit me where it
Im bout to jump and flirt
And get up skirts
Let the ice do the
Put us up in the
we hit the lenards till they know who sent us
You can
but your ass can't and drank drank
Next morning we hooked up eating at the Frank's
Doing the same we did the day before
Choppin the sceene and knocking down bad

(Chorus)

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

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

(Verse 2: Big M.O.E.)
Down south, We rolling nation
Popped up mo-yo ride
Put it down for that boy
On the low low Im a pro
In this game I lame
Rolling on chops
Smoking on the Killer Mary
Coming down freestyle, playa wild
Big M.O.E. is a child
Im a leave lean , my green
you see the moe im on the codine
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, When i hit the
I told you once before that the won't stop
Wreckshop to the trunk pop make 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 whole
Pop 1,2 a piece these hoes hate, MAN!!!!

(Verse 4: D-Wreck)
Wreckshop baby so playa
Im a let the top down let the sun hit the
Im a bleed these blocks till my heart beat
Keep the streets on lock, cause the be hot
D-Wreck tote glocks, cause we big knots
Methazyne on the rocks till my pop
So clean when we shop, my car stop
Candy off the drop make your girl flip flop
D-wrezay me how ya feel
It's all about the scrill want a dollar deal
Noke-Deazy me how do ya feel
get it how they love it but we get it how we feel
D-Wreck, Noke-D business the same
We fuck hoes and sip 4's cause we running thang
Some thangs never 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
feel that M-O-E
Chop
Mo-yo and the
rolling with Mo-yo
D-Wreck let em we aint no hoe
Rolling on Chop
boys off in the south
Rolling on Chop
Drank syrup so I cough
Chop-pas
It's a young G
I feel Barre Baby
Wrecking H-Town streets
on yea

(Verse 5: Big Moe)
Chop chop chop chop
I a glock cocked
For the haters knock
I do the body roc the ass end hop
What's the damn deal Moe i'm for
Hold the microphone showing my naked
Whats up Noke-D, Whats up dog
Out the south side Moe Boss hog
Boss hogging streets, Knocking freaks
Its Mo-yo stay my meat
Ride Big Moe I never a hoe
down and you know a G
Letting boys what know
sipping drank
Sippin my sealed out
I'll beat that on a 4 man
just in case im a roll with
on P P-t
All my partna big snoop
Sippin on Gal-lon
can't drank more than Moe
Drank
Boys talking bout they the baby
I've been saying shit since long ago
Out my momma womb I a 4
Its Big Moe,

(Talking)
Know what I'm
Stay