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nle choppa - riding dirty lyrics

[intro]
drum dummie
oh, oh, dun, dun, dun, dun
cashmoneyap
yeah, yeah dun, dun, dun, dun
nle the top shotta
we got bombs like al_qaeda

[verse]
what’s with all these p_ssy ass n_ggas steady speakin’ on my name?
i send a n_gga straight to heaven if he reachin’ for my chain
ay b_tch i’m ridin’ for my dawgs just like [?]
a bunch of hollows in this glock, i bet i hit you with this flame yeah, yeah
i had to walk down on the opps ’cause they slid on my n_gga
i was prayin’ to the lord and my dreams got bigger
i might just od ’cause this_
_two, three, four, shots, shots
glock up in my pants so i run from police car
had a down b_tch, but i couldn’t even keep her
relaxing my mind when i blow on this [?]
i’m riding dirty with this .40 and i hope that they don’t take me
glizzy got a beam and it don’t got a safety
popping all these perkies, hope the lord don’t take me
everybody gotta die, so a n_gga gotta face it
hop up out that coupe with that draco and it’s a man down
put one up in his head, leave him dead, make him lay down
double d’s on this choppa, yeah you know we tote a hunnid rounds
suppressor on the barrel, when i shoot it won’t make a sound
b_tch i fell in love with k!llin’, man that sh_t it make me happy
my n_ggas they be with it, they ain’t grow up with a daddy
b_tch i’m robbin’ the plug, if that n_gga try to tax me
if i ain’t got it, then my n_gga got it, i ain’t lackin’
i was sittin’ up in juvenile, askin’ when i’m getting out
trappin’ at my momma house, bowls comin’ in and out
used to get kicked out, had to sleep on trey’s couch
now i got a mansion the size of the white house
four shots, five shots, six shots, ooh
screamin’ f_ck my teacher ’cause i dropped out of school
remember askin’ momma just to buy me some shoes
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- nle choppa lyrics

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