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tbe choppa - brun 2 (remix) lyrics

[intro: tbe choppa]
uh
uh
yuh, yuh
yeah
yeah, yeah
uh
(og parker)
ay

[verse 1: tbe choppa]
pop me a perc’ while i’m smokin’ on tracks
stuffin’ the switcher, i don’t f+ck with blanks
we break in yo house, we come through the back
finessin’ your jewelry and take out the stacks
i’m feelin’ albino, dressin’ all white
i’m mixin’ the purple up in the sprite
i’m high as a b+tch, just like a kite
some n+ggas we left, ’cause a n+gga was right
don’t f+ck with the snakes, them shots he a hiss
i heard your song, i heard your diss
as soon as i see him, you know he get hit
and just like a tree, i keep me a stick
money make me happy, i never frowned
i rob the plug, he was lackin’, i took his pounds
[chorus: tbe choppa]
money, cash and guala, it make the world go ’round
and i just want the power, so i can run the town
i see these n+ggas lookin’, i’m clutchin’ on my pown
and just like cleo, b+tch, i set it off, i let off the rounds, yea

[verse 2: choppa]
run up on me and i’m wipin’ yo’ nose
i’m chargin’ the crowd in all of my shows
you pour up a deuce, i pour up a four
my b+tch like the wind, she love to blow
i shot to the east and i make me a play
i might go to cali and chill in the bed
we totin’ them glock’s, but love the drac’s
and if he play, shoot him in the face
i pull up with the gang and i’m ready to slide
and just like the devil, i keep me some fire
that chopper cut ’em up, just like a pie
i put him to sleep, just like he was tired

[chorus: tbe choppa]
money, cash and guala, it make the world go ’round
and i just want the power, so i can run the town
i see these n+ggas lookin’, i’m clutchin’ on my pown
and just like cleo, b+tch, i set it off, i let off the rounds, yea
[verse 3: 9090]
if it’s smoking the herb we gon’ blow at it ’em
tell my pharmacy, b+tch, i need more yellow
runnin’ through b+tches like barry sanders
i can’t get off these pills need to do better
i got them choppas with choppa
we spin on your block and we wipin’ your nose
if robbin’ don’t pay off gone call up the plug
and tell him to drop off them loads (action, action, action)
i got the power like curtis (like curtis)
yeah the maybach it came with curtains (curtains)
i’m not lackin’ ’cause i know they lurkin’ (they lurkin’)
know these hoes they goin’ for sho, sho (sho, sho)
can’t shop at the mall off a show tho’ (show tho’)
then i go and f+ck up on yo’ hoe (yo’ hoe)
when bullets start flying that like oh no (prr)
if the backend ain’t cleared i’m a no show

[verse 4: 9090]
and we smokin’ on gas
hit it from the back
i was smackin’ on her ass, ya’ dig
and a glock hold 30, i’m patiently waiting
gon’ blow yo’ sh+t back, ya’ dig?
i ain’t gotta cap about sh+t
n+gga knowin’ that we havin’ these racks ya’ dig?
everything i say facts, ya’ dig, ya’ dig, ya’ dig
f+ckin’ on yo’ thot, i’mma make that hoe back bend
back then i was broke, everybody was laughing
slide on the opps, and we gon’ knock them n+ggas all off
soon as she hit the door, told that b+tch take her draws off
i’m not a season lil’ b+tch ain’t gon’ fall off
if i up the stick, i’m tryna k!ll all y’all
the barrel was long, i got a sawed off
if i ain’t have the bag, gon’ be your whole jaw (ice)
[outro: choppa & 9090]
pop my sh+t ya’ dig
pop my sh+t ya’ dig
no i can’t wife the b+tch
only one night the b+tch
pop my sh+t ya’ dig
pop my sh+t ya’ dig
no i can’t wife the b+tch
only one night the b+tch
ya’ dig, ya’ dig, ya’ dig
ya’ dig, ya’ dig, ya’ dig
ya’ dig, ya’ dig, ya’ dig
ya’ dig, ya’ dig, ya’ dig

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