Chopper & 12
Choppa get to drumming we're going to drive by in a minivan
If that nigga breathing we're going to spin back like a ceiling fan
Jewelry on me reach it get your mama grieving homie
Single fuck no I ain't giving slide up on your mans
I don't compromise bitch Yougboy off the medicine
Lose his mind fuck around I'm putting five up top your head
I got shooters slanging it's banging to what I said
Lil top it's four K Trey we sliming fuck the fucking feds bitch
Please don't reach for my motherfucking jewelry or else I'll cock the glizzy
Automatic glock up on my hip you reach I'll let it blow
This not for show you run up won't be long before they tag your toe
A real street nigga I ain't snitching body get to missing
Surprise bitch four K Trey we slime bitch
Lil top undercover I ain't with the feds
Is your glock automatic bitch we brought the same
We going to shoot up in that prison free D Dawg up out them chains
That police going to come back in a minute so just stay pretending
Pop him I'm going to drop his ass police ain't going to know what hit him
Cock your glock back help me free him I'll get you up out this business
Take this extra clip shoot everybody we can't leave a witness
Say less man I ain't leaving until we out of bullets
Double d titties on this choppa like it was made at hooters
Toted a felon I was eleven caught up with the shooters
Tell that nigga get low we sliding with the shooters
Fire on him you go face to face I'll go behind on him
The police begging for his life but I declined on him
Pull the nine on him switch the clip and then recline on him
Posted up grave digging where my mind going
Choppa get to drumming we're going to drive by in a minivan
If that nigga breathing we're going to spin back like a ceiling fan
Jewelry on me reach it get your mama grieving homie
Single fuck no I ain't giving slide up on your mans
I don't compromise bitch Yougboy off the medicine
Lose his mind fuck around I'm putting five up top your head
I got shooters slanging it's banging to what I said
Lil top it's four K Trey we sliming fuck the fucking feds bitch
If that nigga breathing we're going to spin back like a ceiling fan
Jewelry on me reach it get your mama grieving homie
Single fuck no I ain't giving slide up on your mans
I don't compromise bitch Yougboy off the medicine
Lose his mind fuck around I'm putting five up top your head
I got shooters slanging it's banging to what I said
Lil top it's four K Trey we sliming fuck the fucking feds bitch
Please don't reach for my motherfucking jewelry or else I'll cock the glizzy
Automatic glock up on my hip you reach I'll let it blow
This not for show you run up won't be long before they tag your toe
A real street nigga I ain't snitching body get to missing
Surprise bitch four K Trey we slime bitch
Lil top undercover I ain't with the feds
Is your glock automatic bitch we brought the same
We going to shoot up in that prison free D Dawg up out them chains
That police going to come back in a minute so just stay pretending
Pop him I'm going to drop his ass police ain't going to know what hit him
Cock your glock back help me free him I'll get you up out this business
Take this extra clip shoot everybody we can't leave a witness
Say less man I ain't leaving until we out of bullets
Double d titties on this choppa like it was made at hooters
Toted a felon I was eleven caught up with the shooters
Tell that nigga get low we sliding with the shooters
Fire on him you go face to face I'll go behind on him
The police begging for his life but I declined on him
Pull the nine on him switch the clip and then recline on him
Posted up grave digging where my mind going
Choppa get to drumming we're going to drive by in a minivan
If that nigga breathing we're going to spin back like a ceiling fan
Jewelry on me reach it get your mama grieving homie
Single fuck no I ain't giving slide up on your mans
I don't compromise bitch Yougboy off the medicine
Lose his mind fuck around I'm putting five up top your head
I got shooters slanging it's banging to what I said
Lil top it's four K Trey we sliming fuck the fucking feds bitch
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Writer(s): Michael Biya Tadesse
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