Choppa Talk

[Intro]

(Sonic)

[Verse 1: Pooh Shiesty]

I-I-I-I-I keep a .30 tucked, you know I'm Choppa Gang (I keep a Glizzy)

Better not try me or get bucked cause I got shiesty ways (This shit get sticky)

Don’t start no beef with me cause you gon’ end up in the grave (Grave)

I got my heat with me, I think my name Dwayne Wade (Think my name Dwayne)

Just keep it skreet with me, you know the police want my page

These niggas envy me like dude that be with Charlamane

Ayy, R.I.P to Treyday, I got dirty ways (This a dirty K)

And I still put like fifty in this dirty K

Cause I’m slidin’ never hiding’, I promote the violencе

Lil' nigga fool with that cannon, nigga always wildin’ (Always wildin')

I be thinkin’ bout the bodies if you catch mе smilin'

Nine times outta ten you ain't gon' catch me smilin'

Nine times outta ten you gon' catch a lick

Probably slidin' in the film with a dirty stick

Or, probably slidin' in the Benz with a nigga bitch

I used to treat 'em like a brother 'til that nigga switch (Until that nigga switched)

[Verse 2: BIG30]

Don't call me 30 no more nigga you just call me Glock

Cause I'm smokin' on this Russian, servin' out that drop

Choppa gang, cleanup crew, team full of mops

Crip and Blood shit nigga, we comin' like the cops

Or lil' denim team Kodak cause they love to bop

They in an out a nigga car like the cookie jar

I’m smokin’ cookie out the top, this shit the cookie shop

Dope on ya ass, out a foreign, this a tooken car

Watch how I look at yo ass, cause the hot shit took it far

I would let that lil shit slide but you took it far

I might just gon’ cop that Rollie, fuck that Audemar

I gotta score your ass today I might not see tomorrow

We really runnin’ this shit, lil Scarface lil double R

I got some pull, you got some pull, let’s have a tug of war

[Verse 3: Pooh Shiesty]

I got some killers, you got some killers, but mine be killin' more

You shot my nigga, we killt ya nigga, now we even score

And I don’t do no cappin’ this shit is my soul

And I can’t go to sleep unless I got a pole

[Verse 4: BIG30]

Say he want all smoke, I got to give his ass cancer

Them niggas took lil LZ, you know I had to answer

Lil taco ass been a bitch, I damn near changed the channel

Thirty six o’s in one lick, them is a lot of ounces

My favorite gun a Glock 30, this is a .45

Shoot his ass dead in the face, between both eyes

Gotta get him, gotta get them, can’t let em both slide

His momma cry, they momma cried, funeral for both guys

He from the east, he from the north, funeral on both sides

Nigga play, nigga lay his head on his neck like a bowtie

[Verse 5: Pooh Shiesty]

I got some hittaers in the creek, they three seven three five

You want some smoke, let’s roll some dope cause I’ll get ya high

[Verse 6: BIG30]

We some young niggas with some guns they like like Jay Jason Nine

On Greshskreet hanging with some bees like hanging from the hive

I pull out, try to follow me that’s like chasin’ some fire

I turn ya white shirt to all red like you fell in some dye

Been bad as hell since I was 3 like dude off Family Guy

Cook ya ass like dinner, get ya ass fried

[Outro: BIG30]

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