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Brand New Choppa

Hustle Gang

G.D.O.D. 2

19.09.2014

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[Pre-Hook: Meek Mill] I'm fire nigga got that purp' Nigga hatin' on me no worr I'm in that bitch I skrrr! I'm in that bitch I skrrr! No fuck nigga round my circle Get money nigga thats for certain These niggas ain't bout that work These niggas ain't bout that work [Hook: Travis $cott] I'm talkin' brand new choppas (Straight up) 45 on the brand new choppas (Dewt! Dewt! Dewt! Dewt!) Yeah my niggas off that chain with the choppas Yeah I'm talkin' brand new choppas (Straight Up) [Verse 1: T.I.] Hey, I got 1000 grams of that white shit 6,000 pounds of that kush nigga A thousand handguns extended clip But if it come to it we at war nigga And why you motherfuckers so mad at me It seem like you would be glad for me Go 'head & talk tall You ain't scared a me? You cross me shit gon' end tragically In my ferrari I'm flyin' I'm usually high Get my dick suck by a cutie pie You sayin I ain't been the shit since junior high You ain't got a truth in ya, nigga you's a lie They said it's all fun & games till the tools is out Fuck you, what you gon' do about it? You know I click clack bang bang bang shoot a nigga down No one else knew about it Hoppin' all in my G4 Rep Hustle Gang wherever we go We off the chain you on a leash tho' Goddamn it must suck to be broke [Pre-Hook: Meek Mill] I'm fire nigga got that purp' Nigga hatin' on me no worr I'm in that bitch I skrrr! I'm in that bitch I skrrr! No fuck nigga round my circle Get money nigga thats for certain These niggas ain't bout that work These niggas ain't bout that work [Hook: Travis $cott] I'm talkin' brand new choppas (Straight up) 45 on the brand new choppas (Dewt! Dewt! Dewt! Dewt!) Yeah my niggas off that chain with the choppas Yeah I'm talkin' brand new choppas (Straight Up) [Verse 2: Travis $cott] Hittin' blunts to the face rest in peace Pop a pill & Ciroc you'll forget your enemies 21 on that red, 9 on the drunk laps Niggas Lyin' come & see Come & get high jump your ass inside Go and blow that dough tell your ass don't choke I feel it now, now I want some more I overdose, I overdose, we overdose, we overdose Now, I need it now, I need it Swear to god, oh god I need it now Michael Jackson, Jackson, beat it now Oh my god, I'm terrified [Pre-Hook: Meek Mill] I'm fire nigga got that purp' Nigga hatin' on me no worr I'm in that bitch I skrrr! I'm in that bitch I skrrr! No fuck nigga round my circle Get money nigga thats for certain These niggas ain't bout that work These niggas ain't bout that work [Hook: Travis $cott] I'm talkin' brand new choppas (Straight up) 45 on the brand new choppas (Dewt! Dewt! Dewt! Dewt!) Yeah my niggas off that chain with the choppas Yeah I'm talkin' brand new choppas (Straight Up) [Verse 3: Yung Booke] (yeah, head up, Booke) Nah, Forreal Ya'll pussy niggas ain't having any money in the box, forreal Nah, Forreal Choppas so big make em niggas say, "Ya'll Forreal?" Nah, Forreal And I'll stand on your ass on this bull, Call it Pharrel Nah, Forreal You can't take me perform like AC, ya'll chill Drunk chill, you know who the last of the real Niggas couldn't survive where we live The sound worth mills nigga flyer than a leer Talking bout it give a nigga thrills [?] Swear a nigga can't sit still thumbing thru M's Thinking bout buying op a crib Just to show a nigga how i live Less than a mill everyday [Pre-Hook: Meek Mill] I'm fire nigga got that purp' Nigga hatin' on me no worr I'm in that bitch I skrrr! I'm in that bitch I skrrr! No fuck nigga round my circle Get money nigga thats for certain These niggas ain't bout that work These niggas ain't bout that work [Hook: Travis $cott] I'm talkin' brand new choppas (Straight up) 45 on the brand new choppas (Dewt! Dewt! Dewt! Dewt!) Yeah my niggas off that chain with the choppas Yeah I'm talkin' brand new choppas (Straight Up) [Verse 4: Young Dro] Ya’ll niggas ain't my kind Ya’ll flows ain't that fine, matter fact Nigga ya’ll hoes ain't that fine Ima real throwed spitter gon make ya hiccup a line You dont know the time playa, i can close my eyes I can read you blind bullet Bullets start flying, shell Choppa hold 100 real nigga doin fine, yeah Dro
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