D.O.A.
Watch out my block too hot
Teezy strapped up wit' Glocks
My brudda got the Chop
A nigga play knock off his top
I'm catchin' plays just send a drop
I'm paper chasin' gettin' guap
She a freak this bitch a thot
But she gon' help set up the plot
Stay in ya lane don't try ya luck
I got hollow tips for a duck
Bitch it's Choppa City come thru swervin' on you out a truck
Brudda say he want that nigga dead put that nigga up
Watch out for the rats these niggas feds
They don't give a fuck
Tryna get rich by any means
Ima get it in
Flip it stack it fold it hold it
And do it again
Pray the lord forgive me
While i'm committing sins
'Cause i know it's a lot of niggas gon' make me spin the bend
Traffic and i'm on alert
I spot my target he get murked
Put that nigga on a shirt
Stuff his ass all in the dirt
Roll that nigga in a wood
Bitch i'm surfin' thru yo' hood
Hop out on 'em like what's good
I grip the trigger then i pull
Watch out my block too hot
Teezy strapped up wit' Glocks
My brudda got the Chop
A nigga play knock off his top
I'm catchin' plays just send a drop
I'm paper chasin' gettin' guap
She a freak this bitch a thot
But she gon' help set up the plot
Don't turn me down i'm in that mode
I got bankrolls & groupie hoes
Speak on my name you get exposed
I keep my business on the low
Teezy strapped up wit' Glocks
My brudda got the Chop
A nigga play knock off his top
I'm catchin' plays just send a drop
I'm paper chasin' gettin' guap
She a freak this bitch a thot
But she gon' help set up the plot
Stay in ya lane don't try ya luck
I got hollow tips for a duck
Bitch it's Choppa City come thru swervin' on you out a truck
Brudda say he want that nigga dead put that nigga up
Watch out for the rats these niggas feds
They don't give a fuck
Tryna get rich by any means
Ima get it in
Flip it stack it fold it hold it
And do it again
Pray the lord forgive me
While i'm committing sins
'Cause i know it's a lot of niggas gon' make me spin the bend
Traffic and i'm on alert
I spot my target he get murked
Put that nigga on a shirt
Stuff his ass all in the dirt
Roll that nigga in a wood
Bitch i'm surfin' thru yo' hood
Hop out on 'em like what's good
I grip the trigger then i pull
Watch out my block too hot
Teezy strapped up wit' Glocks
My brudda got the Chop
A nigga play knock off his top
I'm catchin' plays just send a drop
I'm paper chasin' gettin' guap
She a freak this bitch a thot
But she gon' help set up the plot
Don't turn me down i'm in that mode
I got bankrolls & groupie hoes
Speak on my name you get exposed
I keep my business on the low
Credits
Writer(s): Torrance Ruff
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