paroles de chanson The Chozen Moe - Chozen , Witcho Melo , Moe

Follow the love of the small part,
Being in love is the hard part
You fuckin' yo bitch, but you wanted a bitch
That you could just hit out the ballpark
Big finna slime with a smart start
Raise it in the hood and we all smart
You can check the stats and my team winning
Cause we ball hard like all stars

But fuck that, I speak the truth
Real shit, I could be improvin'
Never had a car, but I want a car
When I buy this shit, it's gon' be a coupe
Top down, let me see you booty
My hands on, she like to see me rootin'
Don't stand up with your hands up, got my bands up
And your bitch choosin', send you home with your body hurt

Guns spraying bout the body works, and I hate the way that your bitch twerk
So I'm throwing a chain, girl, that's all she worth
Send her home with a body bag, with a sticky note to her momma and dad
Said, I fucked your girl and her man got mad and I shot his ass, hit body bag

Damn that nigga ruthless, spittin' like he tooless,
and we beat your ass leave you leakin', lookin' really foolish
I don't need no fake friends, my time is now, no waitin'
Cause I was broke so tell me why in the fuck I patient
So I gotta get it, let's go, my niggas dollin' Pecos
J on my feet, they retro, we gettin' green like meadows
I got "Chozen" with me and "Sue the State" on the beat
And, bro, we goin' crazy like a fuckin' dog out the leash

And I got liqour in me, it got me slurrin' my speech
But I'm so stoned and fuck, just give your girl back the beat

I'm trippin',
Let me catch the beat, your girlfriend suckin' on my meat
But she gotta go, when I catch my nut
And don't forget your things

Gotta get gone, need to get lost
Fell in love with me, girl, that's your fault
Fuckin' with a real nigga, fuckin' with a boss
Quit callin' my phone, girl, I don't wanna talk
All that cryin', ain't gon' change shit
Get a sip, cause I need to do somethin' quick
Find you a nigga, she find you a bitch
And I know it ain't one chance to get you to dig

Plans to the left, y'all know it ain't right
Missin' her for news, I'm goin' on my life
Fuck all my A, y'all, I'm goin' out of sight
Can't remove the bad bitch, bitch, she fuckin' white
Sittin' at home, sippin' cups with the salt
Could've been you, but your head got caught
You need to get gone, you need to get lost
You feelin' love for me, girl, that's your fault

Girl, you love me, my bad, my heart is cold like ice bags
Don't blame me, you can blame my ex, that broke my heart in the past
Man, I ain't shittin', I know, but I'm the shit like Pluto
And I don't got a friends, cause niggas break just like a window

I got this foreign hoe that don't speak no English at all
I had to Google translate it to her, girl don't forget my balls
She so nasty with it, so I had to hit it
Get in that hoe was a piece of cake, so I had to split it

Split that shit and pass it to me, my bitch as bad as can be
Her head kinda fire, and her ass as fat as can be
Pass it to me, fuck that bitch and kick her back on the street
I hit that yo and I go stupid, but I snap on the beat

Split that shit and pass it to me, my bitch as bad as can be
Her head kinda fire, and her ass as fat as can be
Pass it to me, fuck that bitch and kick her back on the street
I hit that yo and I go stupid, but I snap on the beat