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whoppa wit da choppa - rap lyrics

[intro]
walked in with that
(kweli, that 808 swingin’)
ayy, ayy
brrr, walked in with that
had that, yeah (shh)
come on, stop playing
ayy, ayy, hold on

[verse]
‘fore i walk in this b+tch, make sure that glizzy tucked (glizzy tucked)
“why you been speaking on the dead?” ’cause i don’t give a f+ck (yeah)
with that being said, n+gga, f+ck the opps (b+tch)
we gone spin so many times, make them n+ggas switch blocks
say b+tch, step on sh+t like a marching band
f+ck this rap sh+t, n+gga, we the ones dropped your mans
tried to get away i jumped out like “not so fast” (come here, boy)
slipped in the grass then i laughed, boy that’s your ass (haha)
i can talk like this cause i’m really drilling (drilling)
that sh+t sound good in them raps but they ain’t never did it (ayy, b+tch)
man that sh+t all cap, these n+ggas straight b+tches
the opps p+ssy like i’m beefing with straight women (straight women)
i be there when the sco’ up, how ’bout you? (how ’bout you?)
i ain’t tryna talk when it’s up, i’m tryna hop out shooting (rrrrah)
you could die in this club, n+gga, stop that booting (oh, d+mn)
or you could die like trey d at a f+cking reunion
it’s forever beef with the opps till it ain’t none (f+ck)
it’s time for a new pack i’m finna make one (make one)
f+ck that rap beef, i’m tryna boost the murder rate up (b+tch)
my name got choppa in it, f+ck i look like putting the k up? (rrrah)
n+ggas die everyday, b boy, this sh+t life
tell the opps come outside so we can get some get back
when i sw+ng with this switch you can’t get right
been on your block all day, now it’s pitch black
i been shooting sh+t but my name ain’t dill (ain’t dill)
i don’t love you b+tch more than i love my pills (my pills)
f+ck the police, man they know what it is (f+ck jso)
tryna take me off the streets gotta be here for my kids (done)
who the f+ck is jakejhit? we don’t know (who the f+ck?)
just another name gone be added to the sco (dumb f+ck)
smoking rod k but we bang the same thing though (yeah, b+tch ass)
i don’t give a f+ck, boy, you know this sh+t cutthroat (rrrah)
[outro]
ayy, ayy, f+ck the opps
ayy, n+ggas know what it is
i ain’t even, yeah, ayy
yeah, i’mma leave it just like that
ayy, b+tch

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