Choppa

[Intro]
Yeah
Glocks
Choppas
They should really call me YLE Yungeen
Thats Yungeen Life Ent
YLE

[Verse]
Glocks and guns
Niggas die u know what we on
I beat a case 'cause I wouldn't talk
You heard that side of the story, but that shit was false (False)
The only ones that want revenge is the ones that lost (That lost)
I got niggas mad at me 'cause I wouldn't cross (Cross)
Solid as they come
You niggas ain't bust shit, how long you had that gun?
Why I'm getting so much hate? I ain't mad at them
Fuck they feelings, now it's up, I threw a bag at them
Damn, had to turn my thug up, had to put my love up
'Cause I don't know who hatin' no more
If u got a problem nigga come solve it
Press me Nigga u won't get far
YLE might make that my new label
Rest in Peace Drilly
Still smoking on Draco my lungs hurtin'
Choppas get da spraying when opps come around
Dissin me tell them niggas watch they mouth
Dont put my name in ya song
Or u gon' end up like Draco

[Chorus]
He wasn't dissing yall but yall still hit him
He was outside but yall still hit him
He was outside sellin' dope but yall still hit him
He was outside with them killers but yall still hit him
He was just chillin' on that block but yall still hit him
He on that block with his niggas but yall still hit him
Glocks and Choppas all around me just show i ain't playin'
Do this shit for real, Nigga, we real killers
We play 4 keeps
U may not be a opp
But, Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease
He gon' let that 9 blow with ease
In the trenches yellin', "Gang gang," mob ties what I bleed
Choppas is we what we use

[Verse 2]
I heard that pussy been thinking 'bout death, well, that bullet gon' stick to his mind like a tumor (Uh-huh)
Catch him and change him, look how they played him (Uh-huh), he only gangster up on his computer (Boom)
He played it foul and we gave him a pass, that don't mean we won't get on yo' ass in the future
And I won't trip when my lil' brother clutching, know how he puttin' in work with that Ruger (Grra-grra)
My sneakers Louboutin, these ain't Puma's
Gotta wear dior look at my moves
Nigga dont get in the way
Its Draco over there hit him in the face
Do him wrong
They look at me funny
Like why did u hit him
Why did u kill him
Nigga was busting at me
So i busted back
Now the nigga dead
Might go the jail
Hold it down
Get a bond
I'll be home by today
Now it's time to ride, is you ready or what?
Caught a few homicides, now they ain't letting up (Yeah)
Thirteen hundred shots when we ride in them trucks
Get on any side and we fucking you up
I still trap with the gangsters and clucks
Straight in the slums where they prayin' for luck
Straight from the hood where they prayin' for they life
Nigga play with me
He Gon' need God (Boom)

[Chorus]
He wasn't dissing yall but yall still hit him
He was outside but yall still hit him
He was outside sellin' dope but yall still hit him
He was outside with them killers but yall still hit him
He was just chillin' on that block but yall still hit him
He on that block with his niggas but yall still hit him
Glocks and Choppas all around me just show i ain't playin'
Do this shit for real, Nigga, we real killers
We play 4 keeps
U may not be a opp
But, Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease
He gon' let that 9 blow with ease
In the trenches yellin', "Gang gang," mob ties what I bleed
Choppas is we what we use

[Verse 3]
I said it was war, lil' nigga, I mean it (Uh-huh)
I done got out the floor, who got shot? I don't know (Who)
Headshots up close, lil' nigga, I seened it (Damn, boom)
Gun got dirty, lil' nigga, I cleaned it (Yeah)
.45 Glock on the bottom where the beam is (Uh-huh)
If a nigga move foul then we aiming where his team is
Sitting lil' niggas down, motherfucker, you ain't mean it
Get caught, just stick to the code (Uh)
Got some niggas locked up and they know what they know
My homie lost trial, he'll be gone for a while (He gone?)
If he give up me then they letting him go (Damn)
He won't be back on the streets 'til he old (Nah)
Choppa still shooting like its new
If Opposition wanna get playin'
Call the paramedics
Might leave him dead on the scene
Heard he from 8
So he must wanna die
All my niggas shoot to kill
I was special and my mama noticed (They knew it)
That nigga cool, but Lil Yungeen, he the coldest (Brrr)
I live my life like a book and I wrote it (Uh-huh)
I drop a song, then these niggas quote it (Uh-huh)
If he lookin' for me, I'm probably where his ho is (Yeah)
Only fuck bitches that's bad, ain't got no kids (Yeah)
I'm going crazy like I ain't got no sense (Yeah, yeah)
You in that car and that bitch ain't got no tint (Huh?)
We pulling up and we letting off four knicks (Rrrah, rrrah)
He breathing hard, don't think he gon' make it (Boom, boom)
I chopped the block up and ain't have my face mask (Boom, boom)
So I'ma stay in, that's how my day end (Boom, boom)
Say he a heavy, we see at the weigh-in (We see)
He want a song or a verse, gotta pay then (Yeah, huh?)
Don't see me stopping, don't know where my brakes is (Nah)
Only want blues, man I’m starting to get racist
Shit be getting real in that field and them chases
Can't go back now, I got too many cases (Skrrt, skrrt, nah)
You don't look for me and see too many faces (Bitch, bitch)
Nigga, you in the way, and bitch, I'm your replacement (Bah, bah,)
Nigga u keep on dissin'
U gon' Left on the pavement (Boom, Boom)

[Chorus x2]
He wasn't dissing yall but yall still hit him
He was outside but yall still hit him
He was outside sellin' dope but yall still hit him
He was outside with them killers but yall still hit him
He was just chillin' on that block but yall still hit him
He on that block with his niggas but yall still hit him
Glocks and Choppas all around me just show i ain't playin'
Do this shit for real, Nigga, we real killers
We play 4 keeps
U may not be a opp
But, Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease
He gon' let that 9 blow with ease
In the trenches yellin', "Gang gang," mob ties what I bleed
Choppas is we what we use

He wasn't dissing yall but yall still hit him
He was outside but yall still hit him
He was outside sellin' dope but yall still hit him
He was outside with them killers but yall still hit him
He was just chillin' on that block but yall still hit him
He on that block with his niggas but yall still hit him
Glocks and Choppas all around me just show i ain't playin'
Do this shit for real, Nigga, we real killers
We play 4 keeps
U may not be a opp
But, Don't claim to be an opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease
He gon' let that 9 blow with ease
In the trenches yellin', "Gang gang," mob ties what I bleed
Choppas is we what we use

[Outro]
Choppas
Choppas
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