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• Artiste: NLE Choppa
• Titre: Let Em Know
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Nigga thought I was a bitch, so you know I let 'em know I'm head huncho with the gang, so you know I'm general You not a gangster got the bitch [?] You sent some shots and got to missin', boy you know we bulletproof (Ayy) We get in the bows and come out the water Been wipin' my drip, I feel like the cars Put the dirt on my name, I just go harder Got hit with this stick, he need a doctor If he catch you, you know I'ma stretch him I shot to the head, but the bullet hit neck And I'm pullin' this trigger, I get too agressive And all of your niggas, they fold under pressure Don't want that bitch, she not my type She want my dick, I hit one night I put it in, it grip me tight She call me papi, that I like Glock in the cut 'cause I'm a killer Bitch, I saw him, I swear I'ma drill him Show no cap, I was raised by killers Up the pole and then smoke, come pop my nigga You know how we get in, you know he get knocked back nigga Ayy, he's back with a Glock and put it on top back nigga Ayy, don't do a song my nigga Caution tape, white chalk that nigga Tell that nigga that I said it, we leavin' niggas in the paramedics A fool nigga, choppa pop yo' melons And I'm shootin' shit like I'm J.J. Redick Nigga thought I was a bitch, so you know I let 'em know I'm head huncho with the gang, so you know I'm general You not a gangster got the bitch [?] You sent some shots and got to missin', boy you know we bulletproof (Ayy) We get in the bows and come out the water Been wipin' my drip, I feel like the cars Put the dirt on my name, I just go harder Got hit with this stick, he need a doctor If he catch you, you know I'ma stretch him I shot to the head, but the bullet hit neck And I'm pullin' this trigger, I get too agressive And all of your niggas, they fold under pressure Coming in, oh, you can get punched up Niggas know what these guns 'bout I was thuggin' hard on a lower level See me up now and the field better [?] my trap on lock Pockets on swole, they look like [?] She play with her nose, [?] Hit from the back, bow, bow, bow The bitch start changin', baby retarded I think about murder, this shit now I'm harvestin' Came with a [?], oh, say no sorry My feelings in private, my priority Ran off on a nigga, I don't give a fuck Slit homies' throat, we do it in public The police keep callin', you gave them a subject And at in the room, I didn't say nothin' Nigga thought I was a bitch, so you know I let 'em know I'm head huncho with the gang, so you know I'm general You not a gangster got the bitch [?] You sent some shots and got to missin', boy you know we bulletproof (Ayy) We get in the bows and come out the water Been wipin' my drip, I feel like the cars Put the dirt on my name, I just go harder Got hit with this stick, he need a doctor If he catch you, you know I'ma stretch him I shot to the head, but the bullet hit neck And I'm pullin' this trigger, I get too agressive And all of your niggas, they fold under pressure NLE, Top Shotta, got the bomb like Al-Qaeda