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choppa 00 - fake love pt.2 lyrics

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ya we sittin at the top of the town
now u see us
rollin round the city wit the beam
u don’t need to fuss
clutching on the choppa got a scope
we ain’t new to us
slippin pull on pill
goin brazy
like i’m junana
u need me like a song needs a hook
i can read u like a book
goin of this pill
tryna make a mil
finna cop a grill
water never still

lately i been seein all these ppl fakin
ion give a f-ck u b-tches gettin faded
u was always fake
but i knew that u would break
feed them b-tches lies
then u go and have a cry
fake loving b-tch all u did lie
ya i’m asking why
u know u gettin skyed
u know u gettin fried
u know u pied
ya plz don’t ask me why
shouldn’t even try

all yo crew they dipped
saw me ran like a b-tch
face shot make me sit
codeine i gotta sip
said they didn’t want me to make this song
i don’t even know them so i hit out the bong
b-tches voting on a poll
ion know em tho
hatin on a young g
but they gonna rock wit my flow
then they come back wanting more
they gonna come back when i’m rich
that show they is a b-tch
all the times i coulda snitched
kept it hununed all the time
right now i’m in my prime
goin so fast catch a fine
talking sh-t then grab dat nine
u best stay in yo line

lately i been seein all these ppl fakin
ion give a f-ck u b-tches gettin faded
u was always fake
but i knew that u would break
feed them b-tches lies
then u go and have a cry
fake loving b-tch all u did lie
ya i’m asking why
u know u gettin skyed
u know u gettin fried
u know u pied
ya plz don’t ask me why
shouldn’t even try

u be showin fake love
i need love just like a dove
i ain’t never give a f-ck
all the times that u gave up
all the times i hade enough
all the times we threw them drugs
all they do is f-ckin fuss
223s ya we pull up
do that mixin in my cup
praying that i’ll go blow up

u on that f-ck sh-t
you know w-ssup b-tch
we pull up with the stick
you know you getting hit

slippa:

u know u getting hit (ay)
choppa got the sh-ts (ay)
b-tch we getting lit
pull up to ritz

tryna make a hit

tryna make a mil
i ain’t popping pills
but what i do it give u chills

ay

past friends hit me up ay
slide in like w-sssup ay
member u was actin up
but now u showing fake love

yeah
yeah
yeah

i dont really need yo sh-t
i might pull up wit a stick
know u ain’t about dat sh-t
know u ain’t bout dat sh-t
know u ain’t bout dat sh-t
know u ain’t bout dat sh-t

lil b-tch

goin brazy in this b-tch
might jus go murda ur b-tch
put her name on the list
she take a pic caption bliss
mvz come wit da hits
mvz come wit da hits yeah
mvz come wit da sh-ts yeah



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