ZOTiYAC - 3 Choppaz lyrics

KillSwitch

Aye, you pullin up deep ain't no problem
Aye, like fuck it ill ride wit 3 choppas
Aye, fuck er den block er Ibaka
Aye, won't see dat hoe in mañana
Aye, smokin on woodz like cabana
Aye, puffin on gelato guava
Aye, call up a task for da drama
Aye, or fuck it i ride wit 3 choppaz

Aye - run down it's gon be a hell of a night
Aye - gun sounds fore he
Even get in my sight
Aye - calm down nigga you ain't livin
That life it's a bong lounge
Nigga we addicted to
Pipes, niggas washed up all
Muthafuckin has beens
You in da past tense all these niggas absent
Brought da double drum out i
Do not like flashin
Im off da acid you might get yo ass kicked -
Never catch me gettin punk'd out
I am not like ashton
Big green beam cuz my Glock like fashion
Tina get to singin it is not like braxton
Not like plastic do not try passin
Takin all yo shit cuz i do not like askin
Da bodies in da freezer dis
Is not like Baskin's
Meat cleaver heater he get
Chopped shit's madness
Grab da hit sticks do em bad like madden
Aye, fuckin around wit dat flock he
Gon run into some shots we
Be shootin shit for Jocc we
Be doin this a lot
Dis lil stupid bitch outside finna
Scoop an shit im hot
I already told da hoe she throwin 4 da top
I already know you broke don't
Worry bout my knot
She already know im poled she
Told her man to stop
Don't know why he talkin bold
Cuz weon let shit slide
We already you pussy keep yo ass inside
Ay fuck yo handshake hoe we came to take shit
Finna buss yo man face wit dis dirty K clip
Finna buss down da state wit a
Whole a hunnid script get da
Fuck out da way if you ain't
In it for da strips
Goofy bitch jus hit my DMs
Talkin bout i played her
I can't chase no bitch i always been a taker
Walkin round wit dat K like
Da english in jamica
We ain't bring no ductape don't fuck
Around and get yo face cut
Eyes better stay shut
Wake up to dat shake up
Peekin thru da window shootin off
Da glass like fundamentals
Potato in da rental wit da mask im subliminal
Fore you can telegraph i up da
Bar fuck up yo mental
Another statistic, fuck it i live it
She left her lipstick on tip of my diznick
Ion like make up and ion like kisses
She keep er mouth shut except when im in it
Bounce to da rhythm hunnid round
Dat jus hit em one pound in da
Denim another loss to da system
Got da strap in da meeting
Better sign me and i mean it
Fuck a contract i need treatment
You reject me then im squeezin
Run nem residuals, one individual
Come to da slumz leave yo condition critical
Ain't no slobberknockin limp why you talkin
Like a pimp yo bitch
Told me you a simp you be foldin on yo tens
He be poppin at da lip we
Exposin em again send some shotz
Up in his crib knock da T V off da stand
Shit flyin round da room like
A Ouija i ain't playin
Got da tool not a squeegee squeeze da
D- E out da van