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nle choppa – tko anthem lyrics

[verse 1: nle choppa]
i’m screamin’, “f+ck your dead homie”, hope that n+gga rest in peace
i put ’bout thirty in this stick, i might just go and cop a switch
i put a ski up on my face, i’m really on some robbin’ sh+t
i put yo’ n+gga in a bag, now you on some sobbin’ sh+t
[?] come outside, when we see ’em pop the b+tch
on your trail when we collide, we gon’ shoot the car you in
when it’s murder you decide the draco a 3rd gen
the last n+gga played with us, we left that b+tch in surgery
if he slidin’ by my name, i don’t even wanna hang
’cause when i die, you gon’ cry instead of going to let it bang
brand new chains on the way
want one? then get a brain
just copped another [?]
somebody got hit at the party, asked me ’bout it, told ’em “i don’t know”
hunnid shots up on the scene, don’t pull up cause i got some more
if i miss i’m hoppin’ out on feet, i’m better on my toes
had the nerve to ask me for my [?], i d+mn near shot my bro
he duckin’ out, get the momma, we finna turn up the summer
we mixin’ murder with drummer, he said too much so i slumped him
the whole gang full of gunnas, the draco kick it like punters
we leave ’em drippin’ like gunna, so don’t you run ’cause i’ma run you down
he said somethin’, i said it was nothin’, then i got to clutchin’
then from there, heads started bustin’, gave his ass the whole round
i ask that n+gga “have you ever seen a body drop?”
few seconds later he start bleedin’ and his body drop
i put my [?] ’cause i won’t let a n+gga play me for a p+ssy
and i’m d+mn sure not a rookie, i just hope them crackers don’t book
came with your life, so we took it now they sayin’ that we crooked
livin’ life to the fullest, up in cali’ crippin’ like [?]
[verse 2: goon big4]
put a bullet in his partner, now he on some sobbin’ sh+t
tell him keep his head up next time he riddin’ through them bricks
ay you better think fast, turn me up i got a mac
no jammin’ you better blast, when we slammin’ on yo’ sh+t
ay pop out from behind, then my goons run down and chase the man
caught him with his latest friend, but f+ck that she can’t save the man
a hunnid and three shots up in this sh+t, gotta cremate the man
told him he gotta face the man, stand over and drape the man
so much i can say them goons got some charges penidn’
way up in that lake how i’m sendin’ shots through his [?]
a [?] gotta put ’em out they misery
n+ggas think they safe because they people move to memphis
them gators don’t say nothin’ they just attack, knock ’em off the map
the gangster sh+t he rap, no he ain’t about put it in his cap
through the door, knock the speaker out, watch the .30 clap
stopped the car, let the window down, choppa hangin’ out

[verse 3: tevooo3]
yeah i rap ’bout what i did, i’ma rap what i’ma do
yeah you talkin’ ’bout the body, b+tch you know i got a few
i ain’t really with that talkin’ sh+t, you know what i’ma do
when a n+gga come out missin’, they then blame it on the crew, yeah
stop sh+t, pop sh+t, watch his ass get robbed quick
caught that boy about the [?], so you know he got dropped quick, yeah
totin’ mac 11’s and drums, we ready to get ’em gone
hope out with them dracs, we gon’ split a n+gga chromosome
yeah then we catch a opp, then you know we catch a friend
we gon’ keep on spinnin’ ’till we can never spin again
yeah that’s a [?] get ’em whacked b+tch
left his head in his lap b+tch with all that cappin’
you would think my n+ggas slimy, you would think them n+ggas snakes
b+tch we don’t [?] we put them snakes up in the plate
[?] they wore black forces when they run down

- nle choppa lyrics

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