- NLE Choppa Man Down 歌詞
- NLE Choppa
- [Intro]
(d.a. got that ****)
NLE the Top Shotta
Brr, brr
Ayy, ayy
[Verse 1]
I wanna relax and chill , but Im like, 'Where do I go?'
The shit I imagined done unfolded, my dreams came true
Who wouldve knew?
Youngest nigga in the clique with the juice
A couple troops , they come in twos, .223s at your crew
We give a **** bout what he said, I just care bout where he at
Put the Glock right to his neck, we gon take a nigga breath
Dont you stare wrong at my bro, off the 30s, I call it ******
Keep your head on, they say Im dead wrong, I live like teflon
Scared of who? Scared of you? You bleed just like I do (You bleed just like I do)
Couple sticks up in this coupe, it aint no ****in, we shoot it (Aint no ****in, we shoot it)
Meditated like a Buddhist, I done knocked some Medusas (I done knocked some Medusas)
I aint gotta walk in the gym, but they know Im the shooter (*****, you know Im the shooter)
Fell in love, fell outta love, but **** it, Im paid (Come on)
Would she suck me the same if I had minimum wage? (Come on)
Do you look at me as opportunity or a phase? (A phase)
How the **** you say you love me, but Im stuck in my ways?
She suckin ****, she **** in **** just for the clout and the fame
My brother knocked a nigga head off, he asked for a chain
Its part of the game, revenge always heal the pain
Speak on my name, the last nigga did, he cant type the same
Patrollinand rollin, I sent the pack off Motorola
Im dopin, Im dozin, Im sleepin on Versace sofas
He bogus, dont know him, we poppin at him like a soda
Play with your life like its poker , we give him joker, then we dose him
I raise my vibration, Im elevated, I got patience
I changed my cadence, I paid it, they say I sound like Im Jamaican
I know they hate it, they see I made it, I put it in they faces
Segregated from all the hatred, Im protecting the space
[Chorus]
Take a ride with me, wont worry no more (Wont worry no more)
Cause we gon make it to the top (We gon make it to the top)
Pull a straight-eight off the lot (Straight-eight off the lot)
We gon execute the plot ( Execute the plot)
Get the juice and all the guap
(Get the juice and all the guap, put your faith up on that mission)
Shots fired, man down, woah-woah, woah
(We gon leave him swimmin with the fishes, put him in the ditches)
Ayy, a hundred rounds, a hundred clowns, we gun em down, woah
(Gun em down), ayy (Ayy, ayy , ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Verse 2]
Thug to the bone when Im clutchin my chrome, you already know what Im on
I go do a song, I get in my zone, now she wanna suck on my bone
Im high as the ****, I feel like a cone, I just hope I make it home
I thought I missed the shot, I hit him right on the dot, I made him stop, ayy
How many shots, et cetera, cetera, til my gun had to stop? Ayy
This is no Beretta-retteta, this is a glizzy Glock, ayy
Scared of who? Scared, scared of what? *****, you aint scarin nothin
One pop, he pop, we pop, we crash
Get back to the car, you know we gon flash
You heard what I said, better go do the dash
Better not crash, dont drive too fast
Swerve in the Scat, then Im on your ass
Drive on a ten-speed, put on your mask
Hop out the car, Ima dump the whole mag, we gon blast
[Chorus]
Take a ride with me, wont worry no more (Wont worry no more)
Cause we gon make it to the top (We gon make it to the top)
Pull a straight-eight off the lot (Pull a straight-eight off the lot)
We gon execute the plot (We gon execute the plot)
Get the juice and all the guap (Get the juice and all the guap, nigga, go back up on that mission)
Shots fired, man down, woah-woah, woah
(Pick him up, pick your dawg up, nigga)
Ayy, a hundred rounds, a hundred clowns, we gun em down, woah
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