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nle choppa - shotta flow 7 (remix) كلمات الأغنية

[intro: nle choppa & lil mabu]
yeah, yeah, i jump the gun
the top shotta, bomb like al_qaeda
finale, finito, uh
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: nle choppa & lil mabu]
i was missin’ the action like chrisean tooth (tay keith, f_ck these n_ggas up)
back leg loose like a n_gga had to poot
i’m a god in memphis, who bigger than me? (who bigger than me?)
sh_t that they did, i did at sixteen (sixteen)
he flexin’ his money, we know that he broke (know that he broke)
d_ck in her mouth, nle throat coat
he pressed by the girl that f_ckin’ the city
he tender (he tender), we call him diddy (let’s go)
choppa so big, knock the weight off biggie (brr, brr, brr)
i’m somethin’ like p_ssy, this sh_t it get sticky
got millionaire mode, i don’t plan on glitchin’
i’m back, n_gga, like i had an addiction
dropped him, let’s go (ooh)
he couldn’t take those, nah
switches and dracos, yeah
shooters on payroll
n_gga don’t want no smoke, they snoop dogg (snoop dogg)
we’ll show up at your door like a u_haul (u_haul)
lil’ n_gga, big pistol, stand tall (stand tall)
quick to pop a n_gga ass like a adderall (adderall)
shakin’ the spot like a ass or somethin’ (ass or somethin’)
lil’ bruh sped, he crash for nothin’ (crash for nothin’)
walk out the house with a mask and gun (mask and gun)
better hold yo’ breath like a asthma pump
move like the pope, hundred some shots in the ghost (brrah)
better think twice, don’t approach (brrt, brrt)
no regular glocks, know that it came with a box
we steppin’ like shoes and socks (brrt, brrt)
one of the realest, how can you not mention?
we slid out the civic, now rolls_royce whippin’ (skrrt)
suckin’ and grippin’, double jerk and twist it
she k!llin’ my kids like abortion clinics
[verse 2: lil mabu & chrisean rock]
shoot him in the tongue, he a sl_t
mabu got the last l!ck, how it feel, bruh? (ha)
type to put a orange tip on a real gun
i could up a nerf, i bet they still run (you straight)
mabu took your babe (on god)
you should know, i don’t swing that way (nah_uh)
you owe me cash for the fame, i don’t owe you no ass, okay?

[verse 3: nle choppa & lil mabu]
we’ll leave a n_gga blue when the face hot
n_gga want the fame, knowin’ he had to go to jail the next day?
p_ssy boy, you somethin’ like my b_tch rose [?]
kkk, got ks on ks
wanna f_ck kim k and make kanye watch
mr. take your bae, yga (ayy)
i like fun games, shoot a bun like a box
ayy, squeeze it, pop it, his top, crop it
how you a real n_gga beatin’ your barbies?
k!ll him, stop it, football prospect
rather ask floyd mayweather: “come box me”

[verse 4: lil mabu & nle choppa]
i don’t wanna box, i got a stick (baow, baow)
i box your b_tch and i bust her the lip (huh)
as a minor (on god) and i deliver her saliva
body part rhymes with china (china)
you know i had to get behind her (behind her), nut in her eyes, gotta blind her (oops, blind her)
no face, no case, reminder (reminder)
mabu good at the cookout, every hood, every trap house
on this block, we gon’ stake out
and i’m givin’ out free clout, box em’ up like takeout
let’s go, let’s go, let’s goi might just o–, f_ck that (ayy, f_ck that)
percs k!llin’ slow–, f_ck that (say, “f_ck that”)
if i see his ho f_ckin’ (come here)
last shotta flow
f_ck it, f_ck it, f_ck it, f_ck it, f_ck it, f_ck it
f_ck it, f_ck it, f_ck it, f_ck it, f_ck it, f_ck it
f_ck it, f_ck it, f_ck it
[outro: nle choppa & lil mabu]
he flushin’ (f_ck it)
mabu, nle, we bustin’
top shotta, top shotta, top shotta
better blow your b_tch if you clutchin’
yga, yga, nle
lil’ bruh, he’ll spin for nothin’ (yga)
gave his ass a perc’ 30, god
mabu

- nle choppa

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