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nle choppa - shotta flow 3 (remix) كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
no way, hozay

[chorus: nle choppa]
i might just k.o, the perc up in my faygo
run up on me wrong, turn his head into a bagel
on the opposition block, just like a lego
i’m chief homie, b-tch, so you know that i got say so

[interlude: nle choppa]
whatchu say?
everybody know what the f-ck goin’ on, nle choppa, n-gg- (b-tch)
shotta flow 3 (yeah), a n-gg- can get beat (yeah)
i don’t f-ck with the police (f-ck twelve b-tch, b-tch)
f-ck he talkin’ ’bout?
what he say? (crip, crip, crip)
(crip) ayy, yeah (crip), yeah, (crip) yeah

[verse 1: nle choppa]
every show that i do, b-tch you know that i rock it
the mic in my hand, but the glock in my pocket (huh?)
these n-gg-s keep dissin’, i guess i’m the topic (brr)
these bullets gon’ knock the knowledge out of his noggin’
it’s “shotta flow 3” and you know i’m a g (pow pow)
beat my case, i ain’t coppin’ no plea (crip, crip)
you say you a gangsta, you say you a stepper (yeah, yeah)
(yeah) but you cooperated with police (on god)
yeah, step back up then shoot my thunder
you ain’t no boss, lil’ n-gg-, you a runner (yeah)
this b-tch suckin’ my d-ck, like a flavored cuc-mber (ayy)
d-ck all in her throat, i was touchin’ her tonsils (yeah)
yeah, hit from the back, i was pullin’ her hair and i ripped of her frontal
i’m pullin’ his card, that n-gg- a b-tch
i ride for my n-gg- like morty and rick (yeah)
can’t step out the house unless i got my blick
you can get your -ss shot like i’m takin’ a pic
my n-gg- piru but i’m banging the c (too too too)
if you (crip) coming (crip) for me, you get put on a tee
if you f-cking with me you gon’ sow what you reap (yeah, yeah)
i throw them some shots out the glock 23
i want all the green like i was a leaf
my gang in the party, we came for peace
put shots on a opp so his -ss got beat
he got his -ss jumped by a hunnid some feet
my n-gg-s they steppin’ i call dem some troopers
you was shootin’ at me but you miss you a blooper
and when i shot back, b-tch i hit i’ma shooter
big t-tties on a choppa like i’m working at hooters
i’m on some boss sh-t, and i’m on some gang sh-t
you can get your -ss stepped on
she calling me racist, she was dark skin, but i want a redbone
put his name on this bullet, the trigger i pull it
you better order a headstone
and now that boy head gone (brrrr)
b-tch n-gg-, you a snitch
my n-gg-s they vicious, b-tch i am a menace
let’s have a shootout, like i’m in a scrimmage
got dope in the lab, like i was a chemist
shot him in the teeth, they call me a dentist
walked down on my opp, i ain’t leavin’ no witness
shootin a hunnid some shots, i won’t stop ’til it’s finished
i break in yo’ house like i came through the chimney
and i’m high as a b-tch ’cause the perc in my henny
two .40’s on my waist, like i’m rocking some fendi
b-tch i’m making sh-t shake like i’m doin’ the sh-t
and she got a fat -ss, but that b-tch really skinny
and she suckin’ my d-ck, she in love with my jimmy john (b-tch)
you talkin’ ’bout bodies, i got me a ton
how i get a n-gg- whacked while i’m kickin’ cack, smokin’ on a pack, and eating a honey bun

[verse 2: lil baby]
…

[verse 3: drake]
…

[chorus: nle choppa]
i might just k.o, the perc up in my faygo
run up on me wrong, turn his head into a bagel
on the opposition block, just like a lego
i’m big homie, b-tch, so you know that i got say so

[outro: nle choppa]
shotta sh-t, no politics
we shoot like stojaković
“shotta flow 3,” get yo’ -ss beat
b-tch i’m a grape street
yeah, i’m a crip but i’ll wipe a n-gg- nose
f-ck is you sayin’? (clatt!)

- nle choppa

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