Luyện nghe bài hát Choppaz

(D-Gotti talking)
We Po'ed up, we up
and we still on choppas
it ain't know what im talking about
D-goti, wreckshop to tha grave
it's going down, mo-yo, this here baby

(verse 1: D-Gotti)
These blades are
And these are boppin'
Got a cup of mud and my trunk is knockin'
my FUBU
Hollering it do
Hitting throug the lot like im in a hula-hoop
Who the crew that these streets like bees
We the G's that be's and i'll flow from over
the trees big moe while I split the optimo
In a wide body going bout 4
Oh, the ex-o just hit me it hurt
Im bout to jump and flirt
And get up some
Let the ice do the
Put us up in the
After we hit the lenards they know who sent us
You can
but your ass can't stay and drank
Next morning we hooked up eating at the Frank's
Doing the same we did the day before
Choppin the and knocking down bad hoe's

(Chorus)

Rolling in my red car
Roling on
Sippin a big daddy cup of

I Gotta that Mo-yo
Crawling through these streets
Sippin on a what 4
And we

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

(Chorus)

(Verse 3: Noke-D)
Chop Chop, When i hit the
I told you once before that the shit won't
Wreckshop to the grave trunk pop 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 whole eights
Pop 1,2 a piece hoes gone hate, MAN!!!!

(Verse 4: D-Wreck)
Wreckshop baby so made
Im a let the top let the sun hit the braids
Im a bleed these blocks till my heart beat
Keep the on lock, cause the shit be hot
tote glocks, cause we tote big knots
Methazyne on the rocks till my pop
So when we shop, my car never stop
Candy gleam off the drop make girl flip flop
tell me how ya feel
It's all about the scrill want a billon 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 and sip 4's cause we running this thang
Some never change they remain the same
P-A-T and E-S-G and M-O-E bang

(Chorus 2x)

(Big M.O.E.)
Chop
Coming I'm a G
chop-pas
Gotta feel M-O-E
Chop
and the Noke-D
D-Gotti with Mo-yo
let em know we aint no hoe
Rolling on Chop
boys off in the south
Rolling on Chop
Drank syrup so I cough
Chop-pas
It's a young G
I gotta feel Barre
these H-Town streets
on yea

(Verse 5: Big Moe)
Chop chop chop chop
I a glock cocked
For the haters knock
I do the body roc the ass end hop
What's the deal Moe i'm for real
Hold the microphone showing my naked
up Noke-D, Whats up Skip dog
Out the south side Moe rolling hog
Boss hogging streets, down freaks
Its Mo-yo stay my meat
Ride Big Moe I been a hoe
Crawling and you know a G
Letting them boys know
Stay sipping
Sippin my sealed out
I'll beat seal on a 4 man
just in case im a with Pokey
on P P-t
All cause my big snoop
Sippin on Gal-lon
Boys can't more than Moe
Baby
Boys talking bout they the baby
I've been saying this shit long ago
Out my womb I sipped a 4
Its Big Moe,

(Talking)
Know I'm saying
Stay