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Choppa Talk (feat. Young Jeezy & Yo Gotti)

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Choppa Talk (feat. Young Jeezy & Yo Gotti)

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I guess a bunch of niggas forgetting that I’m the man

Gon be problems if you get me to tripping, ya understand?

Nigga being way too fly, it’s time to land

I’m an asshole - never got hold, I’d never rat

(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper

(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper

(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper

(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper

I’m king in this bitch, nigga fuck – we don’t like it

Home niggas been on that fuck shit

I see it now like I’m psychic

Look bitch, I’ve been on that street shit

I trip for real, I don’t play hoes

But man, my clippers extended

These gorillas go when I say so

Back in my zone and I’m throw’d off

You must ain’t heard, bitch I’m throw’d off

I jump out and talk with this chopper

Talk back and get your head blown off

I’m in a Delphi rental covered in black

Bad bitch never get when I’m in the back

Asshole number one and that’s a fact

Livin’ off for Camarro, bitch I’m back

Strapped up, black mask

In the hood, lights off

Waitin’ on one of you ho niggas to get fly

Wrong nigga budge about to get the right loss

Gonna hit ‘til I’ve called it quits

Want that business I get your fix

But don’t forget you been on my dick

Something like lupus, look bitch I’m sick

I guess a bunch of niggas forgetting that I’m the man

Gon be problems if you get me to tripping, ya understand?

Nigga being way too fly, it’s time to land

I’m an asshole - never got hold, I’d never rat

(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper

(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper

(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper

(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper

I’m so Machiavelli, I go straight 2 Pac up in this bitch

Quit playin’ with these rap ass niggas, you got the shit

You only wait like the rest of these niggas, got reservations

You at the table and they waitin’ to sit down – that’s why they hatin’

You don’t want your chain triple gold or life invaded

I ain’t lyin’ man it look like it came with black Impala

It’s only lyin’ if it’s really like that, then niggas halla

2 fears, jizzle young rich and real so fuck who ought to

Got that big man, that boy ‘bout that number 3 out this bit

Got the all wood handle look like a tree out this bit

Wutchu know about money? So sick, it need a doctor

Just so killing everything that he on, he like a chopper

I guess a bunch of niggas forgetting that I’m the man

Gon be problems if you get me to tripping, ya understand?

Nigga being way too fly, it’s time to land

I’m an asshole - never got hold, I’d never rat

(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper

(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper

(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper

(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper

Gorilla team, straight like that – we got bananas

High yellow beam on his ass – I go bananas

Aye our field team my nigga, yea our commando

You know every nigga ‘round me is shootin’ so what you playin’ for?

Nigga put his hands on Gotti? That’s a no good

You a plug comin’ for me

Them bricks, I be to notice you

Club out that parking lot, it’s like a gun range

Ain’t never playin’ no colors, I make the gun bang

Ye ain’t never shot no pistols, you let your boys do it

All you do is ra-ra talk and I see straight through it

Yea I’m ‘bout them choppers, holiday as if they ‘bout life

Chopper they don’t throw, let it ride cuz they act right

I guess a bunch of niggas forgetting that I’m the man

Gon be problems if you get me to tripping, ya understand?

Nigga being way too fly, it’s time to land

I’m an asshole - never got hold, I’d never rat

(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper

(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper

(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper

(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper my nigga

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