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Shotta Flow

Album: NLE Choppa Durasi: 2:40
[00:00.04]I wish everything I touch would turn to gold
[00:02.05]NLE, you heard me
[00:04.57]Baby Mexico Choppa man, top shotta
[00:07.17]Baby Mexico shotta
[00:09.64]We finna talk our shit, you heard me
[00:11.67]Why not? Yeah
[00:14.47]Yeah, yeah
[00:16.38]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[00:19.23]I am a menace, keep me a rack just like tennis
[00:21.63]I'm with the shit like I'm Dennis
[00:23.08]I started this shit, I'ma finish
[00:24.86]Niggas be hatin', tryna blemish my image
[00:27.32]Who want the smoke? .223 came with the scope
[00:29.47]Extended clip long as a rope
[00:31.02]We wipe his nose, just like he had him a cold
[00:33.77]I knew that boy was a hoe
[00:35.20]Pull up with the gang, you know that we bangin'
[00:37.27]What is your set, nigga? What is you claimin'?
[00:39.23]I am a beast, you cannot tame it
[00:41.26]Don't point the finger, this shit can get dangerous
[00:43.36]These niggas hatin', these niggas plottin'
[00:45.31]Ooh, he got money, I'm runnin' his wallet
[00:47.19]You say you a killer, lil' nigga stop it
[00:49.13]In a shoot out, your gun was droppin'
[00:51.02]You really a fraud
[00:52.17]You cannot stomp on his yard
[00:53.52]My nigga they scammin', they swipin' them cards
[00:55.63]I am so high that I'm talking' to stars
[00:57.74]I'm gone off them jiggas, I'm poppin' them bars
[00:59.63]Don't mind my pimpin', bitch, don't sweat me
[01:01.99]Choppa got a kick, call that shit Jet Li
[01:03.79]Sauce gang drip though, what is your recipe?
[01:06.09]Don't get a F if a nigga try to testin' me
[01:07.97]Whole lotta money, whole lotta guala
[01:09.86]Hit the party 50 deep, nun' but my shotta
[01:11.93]Nigga tried me, so you know I had to pop him
[01:13.74]So many bullets, it confused the doctor
[01:15.85]Whole lotta racks, whole lotta stacks
[01:17.62]Fuck a headshot, I'ma shoot him in the back
[01:19.67]3.5 rolled up in the cack
[01:21.68]We don't smoke Reggie, this shit called gas
[01:23.60]I'm sticked up, like a blind man
[01:25.64]I'm super hot, like a frying pan
[01:27.50]He said that he gon' take some from me
[01:29.77]Ayy, just know, he lyin' man
[01:31.46]I'ma up from my hip then blow like a whistle
[01:33.77]Your bitch suckin' dick like a Kool-Aid pickle
[01:35.87]Two bullets in your chest, that's a nipple
[01:37.73]And if a nigga run up, I'ma pop him like a pimple
[01:39.60]Get rich or die tryin', I'm feelin' like 50
[01:41.73]Brand new choppa got double d titties
[01:43.90]Niggas don't play me, I don't get silly
[01:46.02]Love all the beef like a southwest Philly, yeah
[01:48.83]Yeah, love all the beef like a southwest deli, yeah
[01:52.54]Ayy, bitch, love all the beef like a southwest deli
[01:55.54]I might just OD, Percs killin' me slowly
[01:59.61]Feelin' like I'm Kobe, can't ner' nigga hol' me
[02:03.66]If he wanna run up on me, shoot 'em like Ginobili
[02:07.68]And I'm with the shit lil' homie, yeah, like I'm Toby, yeah
[02:11.86]And I'm with the shit lil' homie, yeah, like I'm Toby, yeah
[02:16.00]Bitch!
[02:17.47]Finna ad-lib, keep all that
[02:20.35](Like a school shooter, like I'm Toby, yeah)
[02:24.38]Keep all that Tay, yeah (Huh, huh)
[02:27.14](This shit straight drop, lil' nigga, no cut)
[02:28.42]Ayy Tay, keep all that
[02:29.93](Straight drop, lil' nigga, no cut)
[02:30.19]Keep all that, yeah, yeah
[02:32.57](Up from my hip, yeah)
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