Choppa Tunes

Lyrics

[Intro] (Rahn) (OB, you made a hit) (Produced by JayO) [Verse 1: Jdot Breezy] They say that pain'll make a monster, bitch, it made a beast At all times I'ma eat, ride with my chopper on the seat Got a Bible in the door and got a blind right on reach I pray to God He undisguise the snakes that slither 'round me Turn your head to ground beef about beef, now you on ground reach Pray to God keep me covered, granny put that 'round me Chopper sounds playin' in my head, I hope the sound sinks You ever stood over and shot that chopper 'til ground sing? Paper steady rollin' in, I got a dollar sign seat But I ain't seek for pain and stress, this shit just came and found me Evеryday a test just like I been on trial all week Like еveryday a test, they all fail because they all weak Really hope my dog see I made a way for and me But he don't see the dream I see, I wonder where his mental be Wonder do I leave him blind and put chrome where his temple be The thought of that so slimey, blessin' him, that made me really sneeze On my Qs and Ps, I died the eyes and always cross the the T But deeper than it mean, won't use a reference of a Jesus piece Niggas never seen a beast, these niggas never seen a G He claim he fightin' demons I got one word, hyperbole I rather y'all competition, rivalry killin' For all enemies and rival, I got a Glock for a nigga Usin' traffic signal signs and put a stop to a nigga You playin' games, I get you X'd, to go up box for a nigga [Chorus: Jdot Breezy] Reaper, he arrivin', 3 p.m., it's broad day Tall black figure with a hoodie on and no face You got your chopper, I got mine, you got your chopper, I got mine You dead come, better not be scared, better know it's your time Murder, vengeance, and revenge ringin' off the phone line You got your chopper, I got mine, you got your chopper, I got mine [Verse 2: NoCap] Uh, LCG like 16, my block the shallow side My opps, they hustlers too, so I can make Jay send the dot I'm straight out of Alabama, known to run plays like I'm Nick Lost niggas to that fire and we took L's on the fence Uh, uh, I done gave everything that I had Well at least you could've bought my love back I get rich enough I bought my dog a Lids You ask me why because my nigga love hats I'm just tryna ball They tried to take me from my son and it's already dark I'm just tryna ball And I know one thing beef ain't never help me run my money up Go hit somethin', don't say nothin', don't diss on no platform Keep that on the under, don't fuck up the come up You know police harm us, don't slip up, no fumbles If you can't get with that, then you can get hit at Mob shit, you can't be makin' moves you know'll hurt us You move slow, you last long, I learned that from a turtle I keep it P, I never begged a please for a person I told her leave, you apologize, then bought a Birkin, hmm