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chop$ticmafia - i did it كلمات الأغنية

[intro: yung $anwich & lil jerm]
ay pick up the d-mn phone homie!
pick up!
hey, it’s me el guapo
ay el guapo mane, what’s good?
hey you know anything about those crimes?
daaaamn, i did it

[verse 1: yung $anwich]
hit tha genocide like i’m young victor presper
choppa eat a fella like a cheeto and it’s chester
i tokugawa shogunate and skin you
i al qaeda and osama bin you
k!lled abe lincoln – that’s a crime against the nation
i took part in the jfk -ss-ssination
you think hitler really k!lled himself?
it was me planted a bomb on his shelf
i did it

[verse 2: jeff]
k!lled millions, name was ghengis khan
i k!lled more, made him ghengis p-wn
his achievements, made me ghenghis yawn
done with him, made him ghengis gone
opium addiction, non fiction
i brought it to china, mailed from carolina
slipped it in tha dina’
in the china
opium war – it’s a bore
69 dead – call tha feds
pull up chiu chow gang, let em hang
i caused that sh-t
i woulda done it again
i did it

[verse 3: lil jerm]
the clone wars ordered 66
did it all for a pair of kicks
capone’s legacy, stole from me
now he’s swimming in the sea
i’m the real frank abagnale
stole millions through the mail
gangs of new york was about me
slaughtered bitter springs heartlessly
i’m the wolf on wall street
nicky g hop on the beat
cause i did it

[verse 4: nicky g ice ritz aka delirious beatbox iv comin’ atcha live from the studio]
it’s me, nicky g
k!llin neighbors, on tha streets
just like papa gino, i shot up rhop
hit up papa nicks, even if you hate wops
armenian genocide, i did commit
paid off the turks and i was aquit
the berlin wall, i erected that
communist repression, no one gettin fat
i’m the man who wrote the quaran
islamic conquest into afghanistan
i’m young ayatollah, runnin iran
we pulled out the choppas, the sunnis ran
yugoslavia, going down
call me t-to 2, i’m coming to town
laid down these rhymes, that’s my bit
like a rubix cube: i did it

[verse 5: beef anderson]
beef on a beat i’m the boss
number one k!lla and number 1 hoss
laces up they plug so they lost in the sauce
i brought the hammer nail jesus on the cross
these other rappers fleeing, abandon ship
throw boba fet in the sarlac pit
snuck up on biggie with pistol grip
i popped the tires on diana’s wip
diagnose ya dead with a docta degree
fan out the hamma i’m f-ckin mccree
robbin them casinos like i was clooney
b-tch i’m the grinch better watch that tree
don’t mess around with the chopstick gang
light up the neighbor call him kurt co-bang
b-tch i’m coming back like a boomerang
i did it but nick brings the thang

[verse 6: lil thinkie]
dip cans, hookah sticks, juul pods, cigs
where do i get it all?
at nick’s f-ckin nic!
they say i’m the best
at k!lling the less
bodies dropping like my lungs
cause the nic flowin through my guns
i’m unabomber sent it through the mail
no one’s safe – crime will prevail
turn this b-tch into virginia tech
got my hands around they neck
aye touchin’ em all!
take my choppa shoot up a mall
hijack a plane make that b-tch fall
i shoot my choppa everyone duck
i f-ck yo b-tch and turn you into a cuck
we do not sell nic to children
we do not sell nic to children

[verse 7: yung $anwich]
i k!lled so many and now they are dead
i shot a man in the muf-ckin head
thinkie just shot up a man tha stu
my choppa just turned his head into stew
nicky g cracked on his muf-ckin verse
k!ll you grandma and sn-tch up her purse
chop$ticgang out here we bein tha goat
lil jerm and crowbar gon slit up your throat
anderson rappin but just call him beef
jeff with offense and punch out ya t–th
pull up with aks and speedy gon shoot
sketchygunnzz cook up that fye in the boof
lil pasta he gon turn your brain into pasta
i am caucasian but rap like a rosta
so the rap over so have a good night
or chop$ticgang run up and put up that fight
i did it
it’s lit!

- chopticmafia

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