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fnf chop – walk down (remix) كلمات اغاني

[intro]
hold up, kada, you recordin’ this?

[chorus: fnf chop]
clip so long, b_tch, it hang out the gl!ck’
big chop walk down, don’t hang out the whip
got money on my mind, don’t think ’bout a b_tch
drum_drum go dumb when i slide with the stick
you better blow wit’ your life when that day come
choppers on choppers, come take one
b_tch, i’m a lock to come shake sum’n
keem been a lock, b_tch that’s one of my day 1’s

[verse 1: sheff g]
huh (ayy), huh
clip so long that i go off with the sh_t
b_tch so thick, let her on the hip
boy, these chops so big that i walk with a limp (ayy, huh)
look, huh
snipin’ sh_t up, boy, they think that i’m pimpin’
3_3 in this clip but it’s no scottie pippen
we argue, we fight, suck me up when i’m finished, uh
ayy, look
i, i run it up, baggin’ up all the breesh (ayy)
look, glock on my hip, get him close on the drill
b_tch, i don’t need a beam (hol’ on, huh, look, huh)
run down on that boy and we leave him deceased (wait, huh)
don’t do no talkin’, we catch him, we [?] in the scene (wait)
run up if you want, n_ggas know how we get down
he wanna get up, got hit, watch him lay down
hitters pull up and walk down with that tre pound (huh, look, huh)
run up if you want, n_ggas know how we get down
he wanna get up, got hit, watch him lay down
hitters pull up and walk down with that tre pound
[verse 2: fnf chop]
i was down bad on my ass with like six straps
you was not there, don’t forget that
chopper break his ass in half like a kit kat
b_tch we got smoke like a kickback
stock on the kit has no kickback
shoot but you miss, what you hittin’ at?
talking that tough sh_t but what is you gettin’ at?
cuffin’ that thot, thot, ooh you kiss that b_tch on the lips

[chorus: fnf chop]
clip so long, b_tch, it hang out the gl!ck’
big chop walk down, don’t hang out the whip
got money on my mind, don’t think ’bout a b_tch
drum_drum go dumb when i slide with the stick
bad b_tches on go, watch her dive for the d_ck
deep strokes, send her home, she on live wit’ the sh_t
four nick with the beam, you can’t hide from this b_tch
all crane came attached, built inside of this b_tch

[verse 3: young nudy]
monster, east atlanta
look at my gun, came with a beam (yeah, f_ck you mean? yessir)
look at my gun, just k!lled a ting (ooh, latto, okay)
too many bullets come out the b_tch (brrr)
drop, drop a clip, pop another quick (yeah)
tryna hit a headshot quick (baow, baow, baow)
glock on me, b_tch, it won’t jam (yeah)
got one in the head, ready to blam (yeah)
hand on hand, i’ma hit you don’t point
broke n_gga, why you carryin’ a hotpoint? (d_mn)
get you a twenty_six, i remember i was twenty_six
always stay with a strap on my hip (yeah)
act crazy, chop screw some sh_t (screw some sh_t)
my dj carry him a gl!ck’ (yeah)
security, he got him a stick (him a stick)
that one of my homie, shotta, he legit
why you try to tell me? goin’ in your sh_t (baow, yeah)
he like the ice on my wrist (on my wrist)
she like the ice on my wrist (your b_tch)
he wanna rob for it (you robbin’?)
she wanna [?] on my d_ck (oh yeah)
a_after i catch this body i’m back in this p_ssy, finna k!ll this b_tch
back to back fully auto in your b_tch (brrr)
i ain’t with the [?] (yeah)
i be huggin’ all these cuddle with sticks
lotta money, it’s a brinks (it’s a brinks)
sh_t’ll turn you to l!ck (to a l!cky)
they ain’t never seen this sh_t (never)
[bridge: fnf chop]
40’s and carbons
glizzy make a f_ck n_gga dance like carlton
i don’t wanna smoke your weed, sh_t garbage
and i don’t really trust no b_tch to be honest
i got 40’s and carbons
glizzy make a f_ck n_gga dance like carlton
i don’t wanna smoke your weed, sh_t garbage
and i don’t really trust no b_tch to be honest

[outro: fnf chop]
clip so long, b_tch, it hang out the gl!ck’
big chop walk down, don’t hang out the whip
got money on my mind, don’t think ’bout a b_tch
drum_drum go dumb when i slide with the stick

- fnf chop

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