United Choppers 4

[Verse 1: Eclip$e]

[Verse 2: xAlmighty]
United Choppers 4. I got the flow in the bag
And now they’re haulin' ass, got ballin' tracks so, hoe, I am back
I’m fuckin 'em up and choppin' 'em up when I get on beat quick
Some of them outta their luck, get hit with a bullet that's secret
My motherfuckin' flow is so good that people get frustrated
They're leavin' me alone with the track, and trust me, I’m up blazin'
I’m breaking 'em up and then choppin' 'em up and then fuckin 'em up then takin' it back and I’m down
Fuckin 'em up and I’m comin' around, you better beliеve I’m fuckin' impossible, so give mе the crown

[Verse 3: Luck Da Gynx]
Think a nigga like me get sick in this
Really ridiculous, you'll fuck around and go missin'
You 'bout to get found by a [?]
You niggas sweeter than sugar and cinnamon, look
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Fuck you, buck you down with a crack down pound [?]
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Say cheese, with 50 styles, how you like me now?
I’m rippin' and runnin', not givin' it up
And I'm holdin' and buckin' it down

[Verse 4: Coutz]
United we stand, finna die for the fam, bringing fire
Defying the system, I’m ready to ride
When it’s time to go wild, I’m still one of the sickest to do it
Witness evolution, we bringing it harder than ever
I’m calling the devil, he’s coming to get ya boy
Straight from the depths of hell, now let’s ring the bells, you gonna get destroyed
They never saw it coming, how you like this
All of them crumble as soon as I get in, they couldn’t withstand it, I’m killing this shit
Matter of fact there’s no more audience, all of them in Avīci
You shoulda been cautious, I’m splitting your body in half, you can’t defeat me

[Verse 5: New Blood]

[Verse 6: LFiers]
It's the L
Fiers ready to run it I'm bringing it wicked that way that I'm here to be flipping the tip of the tongue and target I hit and I don't miss it equippin' the clip and the weapon is (U) spittin' gotta kill em all I'm never gonna miss em' aim at the target I shoot and I'll hit it it's true that I did it, with the precision (Bullseye)
When I hit that target bang! With a kick back impact that I'm gonna make you feel around the world I'm rocking this rock like a Will Smith slap
But I gotta hold my ground I'm never gonna slip fact big gats
Man I'm a lyrical weapon they send me to battle when they wanna win man
(Win man)

[Verse 7: J Battle]

[Verse 8: Leach]
I'm high when I'm up and I'm comin' and choppin', you better be ready
The shit that I'm doin' is releasin' fluid, I'm leavin' 'em stupid
They're rippin' the shit like they're new, and I use it for music
I'm venomous, filled with adrenaline, stuffed with the venom
They hatin' the way that I'm comin', don't fuck with the devil
Get out of my shadow, I'm fillin' 'em up with the elegant style
Who's comin' to fuck with me now? Be thinkin' you're dope with the flow for a while
When I hop on the beat, it is definitely sick
They ain't thinkin' the shit that I speak, so I smile
Packin' a bowl, got me blowin' it out
I am throwin' 'em out, wanna pick another route
When I'm rippin' like I'm in the finest
Comin' to [?]

[Verse 9: DOWN6]
No one is ready for Six, fucking up anyone when I be riding the beat
Chop up the bodies and murking the opps, we settling beefs and rivalries
Look into the mind, I gotta motherfucker ready for the slaughter, bitch, you finna pay your deeds
Rotting on the ground, I'm finna pounce up on a little bit of enemies tryna be stealing the steeze
Thinking of bringing the fake in the back and I'm making a buck off fucking up hoes
Everyone lurk in my sight when I spit a flow
Everyone tryna come bite, y'all are pitiful
Everyone wanna be right when they type online
Deliver rounds like it's Columbine
They shiver now right down their spine
The sinner bounce while the cult divides
In this haunted house, I'm the poltergeist