- NLE Choppa Body Catchers 歌詞
- NLE Choppa
- (Banger, banger)
Ayy
And we came from nothing
No-no, no-no-no
Ayy, grrr
Yeah-yeah, yeah, oh
(DJ on the beat so its a banger)
Told my momma we straight, put the food on her plate (We straight)
So you know that a young nigga pavin the way (Im pavin the way)
He aint talkin bout money, he talkin bout nothin
You know that a nigga on the paper chase (**** em)
I was stickin up niggas I needed that cash
My mama had told me to change my ways (Grrrr)
That shit was so crazy, my mind was racin (Ayy, ayy)
I hit my knees every night and prayed for better days
Goin bad broke man, a nigga like 'Uh -uh' (Uh-uh)
Glock on my lap but the choppa in the trunk (The trunk)
Drippin nowdays, I was ridin on a bunk (A bunk)
Interrogation room, I was actin like a dumb-dumb (A dumb-dumb)
I dont know shit, I cant tell you nothin (I dont know shit)
Bitch, I came up off robbin and hustlin
I got them bodies but I cant discuss it (I cant discuss it)
And if I see a opp, Ima kill him in public (Ima kill em)
We are the body catchers (The body catchers, the body catchers)
Yeah
Ima leave a **** nigga layin on a stretcher
(On a stretcher, on a stretcher)
Yeah, yeah
First row, I was just in the nosebleed,
Niggas said that they know me (The ****?)
If a nigga say that Im a whole bitch,
He gon have to come show me (Confession)
Got twin Glocks like Zack and Cody (Grrr, grrr, grrr, grrr)
Make em lean like Codeine (Grrr, grrr)
I was thirteen, sellin all the dope fiends,
Had to get it by any means (Trap, trap)
Ima speak my mind but I think about murder
Flip a opposition like a nigga was a burger (Yeah, yeah)
How the **** you a street nigga? Rats in your circle (Yeah, yeah)
If a nigga tell what I did, Ima have to murk em
Ima decorate a nigga casket
How you a shooter, you aint got no badges? (No badges)
Momma cryin on the scene, tragic
My bullets are present, theyll leave you in the past, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Told my momma we straight , put the food on her plate (Ayy)
So you know that a young nigga pavin the way (Yeah, ayy)
He aint talkin bout money, he talkin bout nothin
You know that a nigga on the paper chase (Paper chase)
I was stickin up niggas I needed that cash
My mama had told me to change my ways (To change my ways)
That shit was so crazy, my mind was racin (To change my ways)
I hit my knees every night and prayed for better days (Better days)
Goin bad broke man, a nigga like 'Uh-uh' (Uh-uh)
Glock on my lap but the choppa in the trunk (The trunk)
Drippin nowdays, I was ridin on a bunk (A bunk)
Interrogation room, I was actin like a dumb-dumb (A dumb-dumb)
I dont know shit, I cant tell you nothin (I dont know shit)
Bitch, I came up off the robbinand hustlin
I got them bodies but I cant discuss it (I cant discuss it)
And if I see a opp, Ima kill him in public (Ima kill em)
We are the body catchers (Grrr , the body catchers)
Yeah (Yeah)
Ima leave (Ima leave),
A **** nigga layin on a stretcher
(Grrr, on a stretcher, on a stretcher)
The body catchers, the body catchers
On a stretcher, on a stretcher, yeah
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