Luyện nghe bài hát Choppas

(D-Gotti talking)
We up, we showed up
and we rolling on choppas
it ain't stoping what im talking about
it's D-goti, wreckshop to tha
it's going down, mo-yo, feel this baby

(verse 1: D-Gotti)
These are choppin'
And babes are boppin'
Got a cup full of mud and my is knockin'
Felling my
what it do
Hitting circles the lot like im in a hula-hoop
Who the crew that stang streets like bees
We the G's that be's and i'll flow over seas
Hold the trees big moe while I split the
In a body Benz-O going bout 4
Oh, the ex-o just hit me it hurt
Im to jump down and flirt
And get up skirts
Let the ice do the
Put us up in the
After we hit the till they know who sent us
You can
but your ass can't stay and drank
Next morning we hooked up eating breakfast at the
Doing the same thing we did the day
the sceene and knocking down bad hoe's

(Chorus)

Rolling in my red car
on Chop-pas
Sippin a big daddy cup of

I Gotta feel that
through these city streets
Sippin on a what 4
And we

(Verse 2: Big M.O.E.)
Down south, We rolling wide
Popped up foregin ride
Put it for that boy Po-yo
On the low low Im a pro
In game I ain't lame
down on chops
Smoking on the Mary Jane
Coming down freestyle, buck wild
Big M.O.E. is a child
Im a leave lean , my green
you see the moe im on the codine
Im out the damn tre, a playa don't
Bout to it up for them boys everyday
Choppa's, on those choppa's

(Chorus)

(Verse 3: Noke-D)
Chop Chop, When i hit the
I you once before that the shit won't stop
Wreckshop to the grave pop make it say hey
Hello hi hey how ya
Put the screw in your Throw up yo set,
And go on your neck cause the 20 inchs wet
And I bet that if we sip three whole
Pop 1,2 a piece these hoes hate, MAN!!!!

(Verse 4: D-Wreck)
baby so playa made
Im a let the top let the sun hit the braids
Im a bleed these till my heart beat stop
Keep the on lock, cause the shit be hot
D-Wreck tote glocks, cause we big knots
Methazyne on the rocks till my pop
So clean when we shop, my car stop
Candy gleam off the drop your girl flip flop
D-wrezay me how ya feel
It's all about the scrill want a dollar deal
Noke-Deazy tell me how do ya
Some get it how love it but we get it how we feel
D-Wreck, Noke-D handle business the
We fuck hoes and sip 4's we running this thang
Some thangs never change remain the same
P-A-T and and M-O-E gone bang

(Chorus 2x)

(Big M.O.E.)
Chop
down I'm a G
Chop
Gotta feel M-O-E
Chop-pas
Mo-yo and the
rolling with Mo-yo
D-Wreck let em know we no hoe
on Chop Chop-pas
Breaking off in the south
on Chop Chop-pas
Drank so I don't cough
Chop
It's Mo-yo a G
I gotta feel Barre
Wrecking H-Town streets
on yea

(Verse 5: Big Moe)
Chop chop chop chop
I keep a glock
For the haters knock
I do the body roc the ass end hop
the damn deal Moe i'm for real
Hold the microphone showing my naked
Whats up Noke-D, up Skip dog
Out the south side Moe rolling hog
Boss hogging streets, down freaks
Its Mo-yo stay riding my
Ride Big Moe I never a hoe
Crawling and you know a G
Letting boys what know
sipping drank
Sippin my sealed out
beat that seal on a 4 man
just in case im a with Pokey
on P P-t
All cause my partna big
Sippin on Drank
Boys can't more than Moe
Drank
Boys talking bout they the baby
I've been saying shit since long ago
Out my womb I sipped a 4
Its Big Moe,

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