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choppa diablo - cant catch me lyrics

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(mubbling) dont talk just… hey hey , two pumps one…aight… yeah aiii. yeah she bestie…. did the drill punk pigs cantt

(hook) dont talk just neck me (gimme top)
she a undercover opp but she acting like she bestie (dumb thot)
two pumps one techy (1 tec)
see i might of did the drill punk pigs can’t catch me ( at all)
(repeat hook) dont talk just neck me (just neck me)
she a undercover opp but she acting like she bestie ( you ain’t bestie)
two pumps one techy ( grraaaaahhhh)
see i might of did the drill punk pigs can’t catch me ( slow ass pig)
(verse 1 ) punk pigs can’t catch me (at all)
its alotta pills in here and im leaning off the techy ( dope dope dope)
arguing with myself you messy (fuuuck)
pour the mud up d+mn f+ck im stressing (grrrrr)
i been out the way on the road ( on the road)
i made alotta money but i’ll never sell my soul ( i ain’t selling that)
can’t trust a rat cause he told (lil rat)
if he told on brodie do you really think he won’t ( he gone snitch)
b+tch n+gga you bold ( you a rat)
heard you couldn’t remain solid point blank you told (wtf)
all my jewels priceless worth gold ( worth gold)
f+ck you standing by me you ain’t never getting chose ( at all)

(hook) dont talk just neck me (gimme top)
she a undercover opp but she acting like she bestie ( you ain’t bestie)
two pumps one techy ( 1 tec)
see i might of did the drill punk pigs can’t catch me ( at all)
(repeat hook) dont talk just neck me (just neck me )
she a undercover opp but she acting like she bestie ( you ain’t bestie)
two pumps one techy ( grraaaaaahhh)
see i might of did the drill punk pigs can’t catch me (slow ass pig)

(verse 2 ) broke b+tch you stressing (get a bag)
doin a hundred in a foreign iced out straight flexing (skrt skrt)
thank the lord for my blessings (thank god)
im a mademan n+gga any opp i catch em (grrrrrrrr)
stop biting you reaching
if you was really onnat why the f+ck is you preaching ( bow bow )
straight death no deacon (no deacon)
ill pull up on a opp muwapp he leaking)
b+tch take a look at the boss life (boss life)
these rose gold cubes in my ear gimme frost bite
you ain’t really what you rep you just talk nice
i’ll b+tch slap any n+gga make em talk right ( slap f+ck out em)



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