paroles de chanson 444 - NLE Choppa

Draco on the beat with the Draco on me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
They like "Where he at?", he ain't never left
Back in they face like bad breath, no cap
Ayy

They know what it is when I step in this bitch
If a nigga move wrong, get left in this bitch
We ain't goin' for shit, man, all black with a blick
Ayy, grab that Drac' (brr)
Put the beam on his face when I upped off the waist
He was tryna get away
But the Drac' on a chase, can't outrun a K
I'ma bake him a cake like Anna Mae
Since a young nigga, retarted and shit
Took my momma gun, it got to sparkin' this bitch
He had a honeybun, hunnid, round drums
And a hunnid guns like a terrorist
Too easy, where the old Chop' at? They fiendin'
Don't call me Chop', this Beazy
This a new n-, but the same
Still a gang member, but my name bigger
Say Chop' ain't good in the hood
But I'm deep in the streets with a G23
Tell the opps come meet, make 'em use they feet
We run down 'til they hit concrete
Rap cap who? I speak on facts, I ain't never had to cap on wax
Would've been said who I sent up, but n-, I ain't no rat, uh
Yo' homie a peon, he in a swisher
I know me some n- that's worse than Hitler
He wavin' white flag, we still gon' - him, on God, n-, yeah
This will leave a case closed
Wanna be a -? We make those
If he a rat, we hate those
If he a snake, get backdoor
Let's go, let's go, let's go, roll him in GG4
But bro be crackin' 4's
But let me switch the flow
Got a beam and a scope, my clip like a rope
When I shoot don't choke, this for show
Better pick yo' bro up, sick like throw up, eh
Walk in this and I'm pistol and packin'
He step up to me then his ass goin' backwards
We'll shoot foreal, we far from a actor
When we on a drill, we score like the Raptors

Let's go, let's go, let's go, roll him in GG4
But bro be crackin' 4's
But let me
Let me
Let me
Let me
Brrt, brrt, brrt (Let me)
Let me out that car
Let me out that car, n-
Let me out that car
Let me out that car, n-