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trfchops x wyntyrr - shirt choppers 3 lyrics

[shirt choppers 3 lyrics]

+verse 1: titan+

então se liga na fita que mato que falo, se liga na fita que eu mando minha levada enquanto os mano fica aí brincando na batalha agora eu faço cada pedaço que te mata que te falo no verso… que te mata que te fala então não para com a levada que te bate no meio da tua cara

pega na faca que te para que te manda tua levada bem na parte que te acaba que te para que quebra a antepara que te bate que te entala que só quebra cada cara de quem fala pataquada quando eu mando cada verso na batalha

eu pego eu mato pela palha que te acaba que te fala pataquada pipocada na tua cara que te quebra cada cara cada vala cada peso da levada que te quebra no meio da cara não encara o pipoco na vala

pipoco não te cala então prepara que te para que destrói a antepara que te quebra toda a vala não empata nessa bala que te queima que te entende que te manda para a casa de quem fica de brincadeira pensando que ‘tamo no meio da vala

quem vem tirando com titan, bate de frente então sai pow!!
sigo no mic que quebra tua cara que chega na vala que te empata que te mata pela faca que te corta que te mata

pega esse verso

shirt choppers 3, shirt choppers 3
shirt choppers 3, shirt choppers 3

yeah! woo

+verse 2: chopper demon+

gotta be the ?money? gang
gotta [?]

takin’ a fakin’ makin’ em chopperin’ every gang (100x)

gotta be the [?]

+verse 3: sillowhh+

it really could giving a passin’

[?]

i choppered in the fulls

[?]

yo, what?

[?]

[?] chopperin’ for the same reason

[?]

+verse 4: ohb sylas+
bringing a bag and i’m (1000x)

+verse 5: frk+

double it couple it (851728094x)

+verse 6: rick roll+

get yeeted

+verse 7: wyntyrr+

yuh, yuh
i’m on shirt choppers 3
chopping up shirts
for the third time

even though i wasn’t on the other two
yeah
at least i didn’t make a verse of them
but technically i was on them

yuh

i finna be on shirt choppers 3
the way that i be on top of the game
yuh, yuh, yuh
i’m on top of the game, topping the game, stopping the game
finna be chopping em up
yuh, yuh

chopping em up like they was shirts
i be choppering up shirts
and i’m chopping the pants
cuz i’m a freakin’ shirt chopper
+verse 8: fast mf incoming+

yeah son (x9)

what

[verse 9: trfchops]

really intricate with the venom when the chopper demon really knows that he is t++thin the motherf+ckers who wanna mess with me and my boys will chop up the beat when havin the muggin the meanest

keepin it comin when i be sicker then the most. really got my feelings bout my hoes. that really swarm around me, you be winnin the lobotomy, i can crack your brain in half when i can really pull the shottys

uh, driving towards infinity yeah, pickin the hatchet, clipping the magnum that reeks of the sn+tches you tryna defeat me, finna go beep beep, choppin the beat straight to 230 seconds street. better be makin a mockery about the people that you really wanna die and don’t want to see me

i think there’s a demon in my closet but i think be karl malone as if he is really coached by jerry sloan while i’m sippin on my coke while knowing what i’m home alone. oh, you cannot mess with me cuz i’m really a leader to be the enemy defeater who wanna be theetin with that s+m+n

twisted and faded, a slap in the face to make my f+cking verse kinda late and this is radioactive, i’m just passive, peekoy’s a disgrace to. the perfectly fine, sps timed, community

trf will, have a good verse, that’s guaranteed; ripping them all apart, bars are smart, no need for speed. but this is, a chopper verse, so i guess there’s some. putting the bag and i’m bringin em keepin it comin now, rap’s number one

if i said that i was mumble, i wouldn’t be thinking right givin you 87, like this bite; radioactive choppers 7, this is just heavenly. talking and picking the bong bringing it on fake em and makin the haters pay cuz they’re just special needs

4 times, aligned, consider it a sign that i’ve gone a long way to find everybody improving on this track but ohb… i’m a sicker individual that’s taking over the scene

come on over, i’m bringing the chopper, i can really go insane, all the people around me forcing me to lodge a bullet in my brain, i’m numbin and dumbin about the circunstances of pain, i’m r+t+rded around why i’m in a prison, call me wifebeatmane

time is short, when i can run up and gun up, i can be f+cking a k!lla when i’m bringing the bigger moments, slapping their face when i’m picking em up with their d+mn pace, faking the bars when i’m making this sh+t chronic, making a mocca the picking of em is the way i keep em all then again i finna be making them all out, makin em immaculate bringing the back takin it back with the mac when i might as well be keeping em underground

the fast parts don’t need to be good, but i carry this entire series, i’m not hurrying. trfchops the name, chopping the beat is the game; going just for speed it’s so lame, i had to learn the hard way

to be honest, rc8 ain’t too great to be goated, or maybe these verse have made me stoped goating, you must be on drugs if u think rc7 was a flop

forever, we strong
timeless in the fabric
you don’t like the way i spit? i apologize, it’s a habit
at this point i’m a catalyst, generationally impactin’
i know for a fact that they’ll copy my actions
in california or seattle, no matter the battle, don’t feature a beat?
i’ll chop it again for competitors
just to remind you this sh+t is too easy for me
and i get it, if you never seen it, i believe it
everybody keep it underground and they repeat it
but i’m one to spread it out, discover, never be conceited
or you end up makin’ a ruckus, a prisoner and defeated
i’m the opposite of heated heavy
ever light up on the feet, they wonder when i’m breathin’ or believin’ i’m even incapable of defeating, i’m flippin’ the beat, however, you think i wouldn’t flip anything else, end up deleted
recycling recyclers of lyricism
independence from the bottom of the barrel and it’s livin’ in ’em
finna get rid of the bickerin’ of it, the wickedest of the issue in ’em
b+tch, i don’t want no bullsh+t when i’m provin’ it, you will need my criticism
what i’m aimin’ to change
your reaction to me in the dust
and i’m rakin’ in bank
celebrate your passin’ with a dub
what a hater would say?
warrant a visit from the prince of blood
i sprang from the flames
not even a bit of luck
similar to an orangutan, i’m sprintin’ with tang, don’t wanna put ’em under, but i must, if i don’t, what affectin’ the game?
don’t wanna give it the comin’, the coper don’t get what i got, but i cuff it, a given, i f+ck it up and i’ma get it, but they gettin’ broken, i’m workin’ to open it, freakin’, i’ve kind of been doper than god with the grace
no catastrophic event is gettin’ through, we the stoppers
brazilian, australian, german, or italian mobbers
no admission to the alliance unless you out the pocket
devestation, innovation, becoming the infinite choppers

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