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whoppa wit da choppa & jdot breezy - wock in the stock lyrics

wock in the stock lyrics
[verse 1: whoppa wit da choppa]
they be like d+mn what it is big whop what you don’t rap no more
f+ck this rap sh+t im tryna put some bullets in a dome
get him gone heaven that boy address ima send him home
they said the murder rate go up when whoppa drop a f+cking song
who gave this lil opp b+tch my number playin on my phone
put these bullets to a n+gga fro and knock him out his zone
keep yo clothes on lil b+tch cuz i just want the dome
where yo phone at lil b+tch just leave it by the door
i woulda got a job but i ain’t tryna go like p4k (jumpout)
opps always nervous when they view me see it in they face
i’ve been f+ckin all these lil groupies they don’t know they place
i ain’t sparin hoes you wit a b+tch im shootin off her lace
4 + 4 in the wood b+tch im smokin big 8
i ain’t tryna rap b+tch lil hoe im tryna get my d+ck ate
let me catch a opp in this b+tch im lettin my bl!ck spray
got my homies tatted on my back rest in peace nate
im like who let all these snitches in
i don’t got security b+tch let my n+ggas in
4pf but i ain’t baby got these benjamins
stupid b+tch let me f+ck she thought i was twin
im off these percys got me mixin tron with the hen
she thought i wanted her but i want her friend
you got a minute to write back im hittin unsend
i popped perc x 30 then beat her back in
this real life ain’t no actin
n+gga you a b+tch and i put that on my dead homie
you won’t catch me lackin while im wit dat chop he keep that led on me
shoot up the whole car and leave his homeboy dead on him
i ain’t worried bout that p+ssy i been lookin at the head
what you ain’t heard bout that last n+gga
that stupid ass n+gga died in that grass n+gga
i heard he was playin football but them bullets faster
if you see me with greenlight you finna see a pastor

- whoppa wit da choppa jdot breezy lyrics

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