chop – ain’t lettin’ up lyrics
[verse 1]
watch these n-ggas fall-in-line,
must be torture to be daughters, for some sort of shine,
you so caught-up, crossin borders, that are fortified..
haters spineless, while i’m rhymin like a porcupine
too busy recordin, to sport it with these courtesans
play the game with a jersey newer than my origin,
in virginia, n-gga, lookin’ like a foreigner,
silence, with these talons, bout to take my sh-t florida..
knack for cashes, frazier’s on they -sses
fans make you hot, but the haters can make your status,
owe you b-st-rds nothin, i’m f-ckin with prophylactics
like 18 up club, how my n-ggas be holdin ratchets,
[hook]
just when you thought you had enough..
even when we on we ain’t lettin up
ughh, these haters so sh-t out of luck..
i’ll bring the latest out, to show you, you ain’t makin nun
y’all n-ggas look like sittin ducks..
beggin for forgiveness, we ain’t lettin up
drinkin henny out the winners cup..
put the pressure on you n-ggas, we ain’t lettin up
[verse 2]
straight up out the crpyt, no tookie n-gga..
you’d think the terms derogratory how i spook these n-ggas
paranoid.. brought the tooly wit-ya
drop the green on ya top, that’s the mooly-in-ya,
i’m tryna sh-t on what you call life
cause they won’t give me a shot unless i’m on-sights
that hunger in my stomach, made for long nights..
like an alcoholic, how i do a hard mike..
pause, enjoy the pleasure of the pain,
i swear the fear of losing is as pleasant as the gain
cause it make me go a hunnid, instead of settling for change..
i’m tryna cross-countrys y’all can meddle with these lames…
[hook]
[verse 3]
pull up a seat, if you feel n-ggas weak..
i can drool-up on you poodles, in my sleep,
i’m thee-mc, ta never leave like lumidee,
you sweeter than a suite in the belize,
bizarre mannerisms, see it in my creed
i preach, but will the past be overseen
will they catch in the office, at my seat
from the gr-ss-roots, that hadda move to fill a need..
pac said death to everybody that’s against him
well that’s a lotta m-th-f-ckas who ain’t listen..
paid in full til rico want ya dividends..
gettin grands-rapid, n-gga think of michigan
[hook]
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