Luyện nghe bài hát Choppaz

(D-Gotti talking)
We Po'ed up, we up
and we still rolling on
it ain't know 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 these babes are
Got a cup full of mud and my trunk is
Felling my
Hollering it do
circles throug the lot like im in a hula-hoop
Who the crew that stang these streets bees
We the G's be's and i'll flow from over seas
Hold the trees big moe while I the optimo
In a wide body going bout 4
Oh, the ex-o just hit me where it
Im to jump down and flirt
And get up skirts
Let the ice do the
Put us up in the
After we hit the lenards till they who sent us
You can
but your ass stay and drank drank
Next morning we hooked up eating at the Frank's
the same thing we did the day before
Choppin the sceene and knocking bad hoe's

(Chorus)

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

I Gotta feel Mo-yo
Crawling through these streets
Sippin on a straight 4
And we

(Verse 2: Big M.O.E.)
south, We rolling nation wide
Popped up mo-yo foregin
Put it down for that boy
On the low low Im a pro
In this game I lame
down on chops
Smoking on the Mary Jane
Coming freestyle, playa buck wild
Big M.O.E. is a throwed
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 told you before that the shit won't stop
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 three whole
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 beat stop
Keep the streets on lock, the shit be hot
tote glocks, cause we tote big knots
Methazyne on the till my belly pop
So when we shop, my car never stop
Candy gleam off the drop your girl flip flop
D-wrezay me how ya feel
It's all the scrill want a billon dollar deal
Noke-Deazy me how do ya feel
Some get it how they love it but we get it how we
D-Wreck, Noke-D business the same
We hoes and sip 4's cause we running this thang
Some thangs never change they the same
P-A-T and E-S-G and M-O-E gone

(Chorus 2x)

(Big M.O.E.)
Chop
Coming I'm a G
Chop
Gotta that M-O-E
Chop-pas
Mo-yo and the
rolling with Mo-yo
D-Wreck let em we aint no hoe
Rolling on Chop-pas
boys off in the south
Rolling on Chop-pas
Drank syrup so I don't
Chop
It's a young G
I gotta Barre Baby
Wrecking these streets
on yea

(Verse 5: Big Moe)
Chop chop chop chop
I keep a cocked
For the Knock knock
I do the roc make the ass end hop
the damn deal Moe i'm for real
Hold the microphone my naked skills
Whats up Noke-D, up Skip dog
Out the south side Moe Boss hog
Boss hogging streets, Knocking freaks
Its Mo-yo stay riding my
Ride Big Moe I been a hoe
down and you know a G
Letting boys what know
Stay drank
Sippin my out pint
I'll beat seal on a 4 man
just in case im a roll with
on P P-t
All my partna big snoop
Sippin on Gal-lon
Boys can't more than Moe
Baby
Boys talking bout they the barre
been saying this shit since long ago
Out my womb I sipped a 4
Its Big Moe,

(Talking)
Know I'm saying
Stay