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choppa ebk - back door who كلمات الأغنية

[intro _ choppa ebk & josé josé]
(cuando vayas conmigo)
(ve apoyada en mi hombro)
like, choppa the top one, n_gga
like, suck my d_ck, everything dead, everything k
they know my body, n_gga

[chorus _ choppa ebk]
can’t come to the hill, n_ggas lied (k!lla kam k!lled that sh_t)
n_ggas know what i do on that side (what i do on that side)
i’ma tweak, them n_ggas not on my time (n_ggas not on my time)
either my mans or my fan, pick a side
don’t think with your d_ck and get lined (and get lined)
backdoor who? n_gga, i’m slime
think it’s sweet? come outside (come outside)
dude was my mans, now he gotta go, word to bro (he gotta die)
free goon, they know how i keep one when i run into lo (lil’ dudey)
who not os? n_ggas know, got booked with thе chops, still tryna tote (i’m still tryna tote)
i’m like thе reaper, i’ll take his soul (i’ll take his soul)
i’m tryna creep up, let it go

[verse 1 _ choppa ebk]
wanna act like i’m not in the streets? (i’m not in the streets?)
oh, it’s beef? let’s meet
like, dee, i’m playin’ for keeps (like, what?)
and roscoe, i know where you sleep (i know where you lay)
i had hill b_tches on they knees (on they knees)
wanna act like i’m not od? (like i’m not od?)
i’d get them shot, lowkey (like, i gotta aim)
up close, go deep (like, n_gga, i’m tough)
think i’m p_ssy? they don’t know me (they don’t know me)
and i’m ’boutta tweak, i’m really savage
dudeylo on d_ck, tryna move like a bad kid (that lil’ n_gga p_ssy)
like i don’t keep knocks in this mackage (like, i got a coat)
like, none of this sh_t is for fashion
dee really p_ssy, he the fastest
i bet he run when i hop out and flash it (hop out and flash it)
i don’t do none of this sh_t for the captions (i don’t do this for the captions, n_gga)
[verse 2 _ b_lovee]
i ain’t doin’ this sh_t for the ‘gram
n_gga be all on my d_ck like a fan
screamin’ out, “die y, die gz, 800k”
i’m still smokin’ on rah and his mans
we gon’ pop out 150 deep (like)
who reversin’ the v?
we gon’ light that sh_t up with some heat
i done had many opps pick up they feet, like
and i don’t need a codeine
bet i’ll get on yo’ ass with my doley, like
don’t get shot tryna troll me
b_tch, i’m really the o, n_ggas know me
let him play, he get done up
he ain’t smart but he couldn’t be dumber
let’s just spin his sh_t and he’ll stutter
brr_rt_t, brrt like a drummer
like, brr_rt_t, brrt, then he die
throw up a switch on a glock, make them hide
like, i would chase him and sh_t, but i’m high
turned up the beam, lean f_ck with my eyes
like, don’t come to my side with that nonsense
and the cut on, bro tryna harm sh_t
get to spinning, that sh_t till i’m nauseous
[?]
[verse 3 _ sha ek]
ogz, the f_ck up
made it back to the block, like six
how the f_ck i throw shots, and i miss?
i gotta call the pd, on his b_tch
if he jacking oy, word to bro i’mma blitz
like aj, n_ggas done told me you switched
i’mma go post up on 155th
smoking on caine, he a spliff
choppa the gang, cause it’s lit
i let it pain, with the rips
2016, we did drills on the 5th
but i can not talk ’bout them trips
i’m a demon, with my knock on my hip
do a drill, then i changing my fit
after that, i’m right back on the strip
big die y, stop jacking my sh_t
why_why the f_ck they keep dropping my o?
catch lil’ dd, and i’m letting it go
like_like what should i do with my pole?
[?] like rah gz, died on that phone
i would have to get back
word on my dead, this sh_t deeper than rap
dummy got poked, [?] a f_g
winter got shot, can’t get a bag
[chorus _ choppa ebk]
can’t come to the hill, n_ggas lied (k!lla kam k!lled that sh_t)
n_ggas know what i do on that side (what i do on that side)
i’ma tweak, them n_ggas not on my time (n_ggas not on my time)
either my mans or my fan, pick a side
don’t think with your d_ck and get lined (and get lined)
backdoor who? n_gga, i’m slime
think it’s sweet? come outside (come outside)
dude was my mans, now he gotta go, word to bro (he gotta die)
free goon, they know how i keep one when i run into lo (lil’ dudey)
who not os? n_ggas know, got booked with the chops, still tryna tote (i’m still tryna tote)
i’m like the reaper, i’ll take his soul (i’ll take his soul)
i’m tryna creep up, let it go

- choppa ebk

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