Luyện nghe bài hát Choppaz

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

(verse 1: D-Gotti)
These are choppin'
And babes are boppin'
Got a cup full of mud and my trunk is
Felling my
Hollering it do
circles throug the lot like im in a hula-hoop
Who the that stang these streets like bees
We the G's that be's and i'll flow from over
Hold the trees big moe while I the optimo
In a wide body Benz-O bout 4
Oh, the ex-o just hit me where it
Im bout to down and flirt
And get up some
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 stay and drank
morning we hooked 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
Sippin a big daddy cup of

I Gotta that Mo-yo
Crawling through these city
on a what straight 4
And we

(Verse 2: Big M.O.E.)
Down south, We nation wide
Popped up mo-yo ride
Put it for that boy Po-yo
On the low low Im a pro
In this game I lame
Rolling on chops
on the Killer Mary Jane
Coming freestyle, playa buck 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 damn tre, a don't play
Bout to it up for them boys 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 trunk pop make it say hey
Hello hi hey how ya
Put the screw in deck Throw up yo set,
And go on break neck cause the 20 inchs 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 bleed these blocks my heart beat stop
Keep the streets on lock, the shit be hot
D-Wreck tote glocks, cause we big knots
Methazyne on the rocks till my pop
So clean when we shop, my car never
Candy gleam off the drop your girl flip flop
D-wrezay tell me how ya
It's all about the scrill a billon dollar deal
tell me how do ya feel
Some get it how love it but we get it how we feel
D-Wreck, Noke-D handle the same
We fuck hoes and sip 4's cause we this thang
Some thangs change they remain the same
P-A-T and and M-O-E gone bang

(Chorus 2x)

(Big M.O.E.)
Chop
Coming I'm a G
chop-pas
Gotta feel that
Chop-pas
Mo-yo and the
D-Gotti rolling Mo-yo
D-Wreck let em know we no hoe
Rolling on Chop-pas
boys off in the south
Rolling on Chop-pas
Drank syrup so I cough
Chop-pas
It's Mo-yo a G
I feel Barre Baby
Wrecking these H-Town
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 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 streets, Knocking down freaks
Its Mo-yo riding my meat
Ride Big Moe I been a hoe
Crawling down and you a G
Letting boys what know
Stay drank
Sippin my sealed out
I'll that seal on a 4 man
just in case im a with Pokey
on P P-t
All my partna big snoop
on Drank Gal-lon
Boys drank more than Moe
Drank
Boys talking bout the barre baby
I've been saying this shit long ago
Out my momma I sipped a 4
Its Big Moe,

(Talking)
what I'm saying
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