youngboy never broke again – choppa on my shoulda كلمات اغاني
[intro]
(mercy beats, n_gga)
(drellonthetrack)
yeah
big dawg sh_t, believe that
what, what it is? b_tch
[refrain]
salute me when you see me n_gga, ’cause i’m a soldier
you ain’t recognize, you ain’t notice how i tote that choppa on my shoulder?
i’m a g and i’ma run this sh_t like a g, know he supposed to
so cutthroat, you would think that they brought slim back from magnolia
[verse 1]
i’m a convicted felon bearin’ illegal guns without no holster
i’ma catch you, feelin’ badly, ain’t even wanna slump you over
i got a gangster b_tch, i’m a gangster n_gga
she know how to hold me
i’ll stick the dice game that my friend attend
then tell ‘еm one of them n_ggas owes mе
know this ho just tryna play me close ’cause i know this is not no for showly
tryna get me at a pinpoint, you was gonna let ’em rollercoast me
i ain’t far from ’round, i brought my boy straight out the nola
i got brown drippin’ from my nose, don’t think once ‘fore to bash me
you don’t know me, b_tch (yeah)
[chorus]
this for them gangsters and them bangers locked down in the feds
this for them fast, down to get dangerous, bust that n_gga head
ooh, this for old school who’ll whoop one of you dumb n_ggas for thinkin’ that you— (yeah)
[verse 2]
look, i got my llama, n_gga
i want all the problems (woah, woah)
tell me lil’ brother, “keep them choppers from up out my mama house”
b_tch, tell ya mammy watch her mouth
i make my cousin walk her down
that’s corn, and fast and sweet pea, and i got some straight up out the south
be on gangster sh_t, from my family tree just lookin’ down
this for my uncle eddie, real stick_up artist, ain’t make it home
i don’t want that b_tch, she salt me down
strung out on dope, ho, leave me ‘lone
i’m fresh as f_ck, that ain’t enough, she still bought them n_ggas songs
that’s why my baby still show love, dirty b_tch i held you down
i catch your bd at the club and i might knock his ass down
b_tch, i’m a thug, now move yo’ cappin’ ass around
got plenty rounds, i’m in this b_tch with all my rounds, yeah
[chorus]
this for them gangsters and them bangers locked down in the feds
this for them fast, down to get dangerous, bust that n_gga head
ooh, this for old school who’ll whoop one of you dumb n_ggas for thinkin’ that you— (yeah)
[verse 3]
you best call the feds
ain’t no sense to hold your head
these bullets rippin’ through yo’ hand
and we pull off once you dead
i’m with them murder babies, they on it crazy
they know that i’m paid
i’m talkin’ concentrated, i’m medicated
so, everything be red
i let them shooters get ’em, they too official
i’ll make sure that they fed
you keep that secret, so you takin’ care your ass, i respect that
b_tch, we’ll tell ’em move you from yo’ dads with yo’ dog ass
tell that p_ssy b_tch, “don’t run with 10,” get on y’all ass
[refrain]
salute me when you see me n_gga, ’cause i’m a soldier
you ain’t recognize, you ain’t notice how i tote that choppa on my shoulder?
i’m a g and i’ma run this sh_t like a g, know he supposed to
so cutthroat, you would think that they brought slim back from magnolia
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