No Chorus, Pt. 5

[Intro: NLE Choppa]

It's Taco Tuesday, ha

Yeah, Taco Tuesday, I'm handin' out a whole lotta shells, bitch

K dripped in sauce

Grrr

You know what the fuck goin' on

Grape Street, shotta shit, no fucking politics

Ayy, ayy, ayy

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: NLE Choppa & Big K Mula]

They thought we was done with this shit

Yeah I'm rich, but I'll still hit another lick

This choppa overheat, I got a coolin' kit

Put him down below like I'm Roddy Ricch

Glizzy automatic, came with the switch

Got a green beam and it got a dick

Shotta shit no fucking politics

Went against the grain, so he got hit

No chorus part five, you niggas been waitin'

Good aim with this Glock, should've played in the Matrix

We ain't killed in a while, finna boost up the ratings

I've been poppin' my shit and these niggas they hate it

Throwin' my gang, I'm reppin' my set

I don't want me a Glock, hit his ass with this TEC

Why hе got on a vest? 'Cause I aim at his neck

I sеrve a nigga soap cold, that shit finesse

Murda, murda, murda, all a nigga know

I can look at the stars, my choppa got a scope

Bitch I'm freestylin', you thought this shit was wrote

My dawg in the cell, I'm just here to give him hope

If a nigga want smoke, bitch you know that it's up

If I pull my dick out, then yo' bitch gonna suck

And he tried to rob me, he ain't know it was tough (Mula)

And I ain't squashin' no beef, pussy nigga it's stuck yeah

[Verse 2: Big K Mula]

Part five on you niggas

We so live on you niggas

Part three and four hit a couple mill, now it's all eyes on me nigga

Yo' bitch leave heart eyes on my picture

Got a .45 with extension

For a one K with a pension

Go rope on like they lynched me

Get money, my only attention

Strap on me nigga do not attempt me

Full clip, boy that bitch will get empty

Leave you wrapped up in a sheet

I've been countin' backends for a week

My niggas smoke Backwoods and OG

Shit like thirty-five for a P

Ridin' with a Ruger [?] on a C, put you on a tee

See, nigga playin' we'll put him to sleep

And I gotta eat, I hope it ain't beef

But if it is, boy we havin' a feast

Niggas say they real, I gotta see

Whip push start, ain't got a key

Lil' bad bitch, I got a freak

Make yo' bitch wet, she gotta leak

Ballin' out of pocket like I'm Drew Brees

Makin' plays nigga, since the little league

Catch a girl, get a girl, tag freeze

Pack all the kush, strong, Hercules

Niggas [?], make 'em make-believe

Draco choppin' shit, damn, Bruce Lee

Kiss me European, not from Japanese

Sauce drippin', clean up on aisle three

[Verse 3: ?]

Look, I pull out and swerve in the whip like it's rented

It's tinted, so now you cannot see who in here, I'm gone

The party don't start 'til I get that [?]

Got me somewhere else, but I've been there before, man I'm lit

And these bitches keep askin' for pictures, shit

My nigga keep passin' me liquor then breakin' down the stuff in [?]

Man this shit [?] some killer

Got gold in my mouth like I'm [?]

He gangster online, but a bitch when he see me

In person you really a peon

You not street you made yours [?] you niggas not me

I'm not friendly, no I don't follow on IG

You not spendin'

You chillin' here is unlikely

I don't fuck with niggas and I got a strap, I'm a dyke

But you try me, I'm shooting like Spike Lee

And all of these niggas 'round me they all gangbangers

I can't take 'em 'round rappers, they chain takers

HOF, Shotta Fam, we game changers

I can't calm 'em down, you cannot tame gangsters

In yo' party on Addies and Percs

Move wrong and you can get added to shirts

Tool on me, I won't give stripe to no jerk

And you up on me, you finna shoot or get murked

[Verse 4: OG Chuccy]

I'm catchin' flights, different city every night

Rockin' shows, livin' life

These niggas hatin' [?]

I was at the bottom strugglin' 'round every night

I really earned my stripes

I was on the block takin' chances with my life

I know they be plottin' and schemin'

Tryin' to get a nigga back, that's why I keep the pipe

Any nigga hatin', know he ain't right

He probably got robbed or beat up on sight

Take one of mine and I'm endin' your life

Ain't waitin' for shit, I'm spendin' the night

Runnin' with shottas, I live the gang life

He [?] he payin' the price

Caught that boy lackin', he thought shit was nice

Gave him a headshot, DOA, no Skype

We 'bout that life

You livin' up for the hype but that shit gonna cost you your life

Go hit 'em tonight

They finna survive? Spin back twice

If it's smoke, we don't take shit light

Applyin' pressure, hit his ass on sight

Ain't no hidin', we slidin' every night

I give him the order and gonna pay the price

[Verse 5: Kabana]

Who want the smoke?

What up? You can get it

Keep a lil' pocket rocket, baby glizzy

I got the pound bitch here hold fifty

Screamin' "fuck twelve" feelin' like I'm Biggie

[?]

Four pockets full, all of 'em on my lil' baby

Back to this trap if this rap shit don't make it

Kidnap yo' kids and fuck on yo' lady

Kill this bitch, I won't have no remorse

I knew it was [?] when he gave me the torch

You ate off my plate, even gave you a fork

I helped you become a man from a boy

He say he a shooter, he really not a shooter

He just a neuter, he really a brewster

Big dog, nigga I'm a poodle

Yo' [?]

Take a [?] you goofy

Shotta lifestyle, come and play [?]

[?] big body [?]

[?] with a kick, make a movie

Camelot apartments, where I started, they knew this

Parkway buildings be a jungle, on some zoo shit

Light skin, dark skin [?]

Big [?], all my money lookin' bluish

[?] I think I need a picture

This is D&G no Hilfiger

At the [?], money getting bigger

Popstar [?] with the stripper

Dissin' me, he a missin' nigga

Couple hooligans, don't make me sick 'em

Hide behind the houses with the hitters

Red bottom drippin', I'm a Crip

Wanna join Shotta Fam, go catch you a body

All it takes is one chance for me to [?]

Shoot it one time, watch it knock out his artery

Most of my homies, they locked up for robbery

Wanna join Shotta Fam, go catch you a body

All it takes is one chance for me to [?]

Shoot it one time, watch it knock out his artery

Most of my homies, they locked up for robbery