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Famous Hoes Lyrics By Nle Choppa

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    nle the top shotta
    i got the bomb like alqaeda

    get a bitch and make her famousnextminute she blockme
    thirty in this perky need toslow down on the roxys
    got a call my nigga died i damn near skipped a heartbeat
    lookin’ for your love but your feelings is departing
    pull up on the wrong street you niggas getting blicked out
    gun up in my hand while i fuck her with my dick out
    we was really in the trenches thuggin’ in the choppa house
    don’t you tell me that it’s smoke because you know that we gon’ bang it out

    verse
    i don’t even know which car i’ma drive drive
    roll a threefive now i’m too damn high i’m too damn high
    bitch i’m in my zone don’t you kill my vibe don’t you kill my vibe
    if a nigga play you know them choppers gon’ ride
    that micro draco clip it look like a banana like a banana
    a nigga look wrong in this bitch we gonna blam him grr grr grr grr grr
    a lot of choppers when we ride raise the count up raise the count up
    i robbed the corner store the gun over the counter
    and i ain’t gotta spin back because i know he dead
    ain’t no surviving when you shoot a nigga right in his head
    paramedics asking questions ’bout that boy and the meds
    but they know he ain’t gon’ make it so they pronounced him dead

    get a bitch and make her famous next minute she block me
    thirty in this perky need to slow down on the roxys
    got a call my nigga died i damn near skipped a heartbeat
    lookin’ for your love but your feelings is departing
    pull up on the wrong street you niggas getting blicked out
    gun up in my hand while i fuck her with my dick out
    we was really in the trenches thuggin’ in the choppa house
    don’t you tell me that it’s smoke because you know that we gon’ bang it out

    they gon’ feel me nle the motherfuckin’
    nle the top shotta yeah
    pull up on the wrong street you niggas getting blicked out
    gun up in my hand while i fuck her with my dick out
    we was really in the trenches thuggin’ in the choppa house
    don’t you tell me that it’s smoke because you know that we gon’ make it out

    Artist: Nle Choppa

    Year: 2019

    Decade: 10s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 205