Текст песни Juice - Choppa Lu
I
just
bought
a
choppa
with
a
scope
If
D
Savage
tell
me
blow,
then
I'ma
blow
So,
might
wanna
protect
yourself
All
headshots,
so
the
vest
no
help
Yeah,
I
was
just
boolin',
smokin'
dope
(brr)
I'ma
pop
this
perc
just
to
float
And
I
keep
a
bag
on
me
Ballin'
like
an
athlete
I
remember
when
they
used
to
laugh
at
me
Now
they
want
a
feature,
so
I'm
taxin'
Pull
up
on
a
nigga
from
the
back
seat
Turn
this
fuckin'
party
to
a
track
meet
Catch
a
opp
gun
him
down,
hundred
rounds,
fifty
rounds
Make
a
move
out
of
town,
I
was
broke,
but
I'm
up
now
Bad
bitches
wanna
fuck
now,
in
the
trap
with
my
guns
out
Niggas
fu,
baby,
I
got
bills
to
pay
Bitch,
get
on
your
knees,
bust
all
on
her
face
I
go
apeshit
like
the
Bathing
Ape
Cribs
in
different
states,
but
no
real
estate
Feel
like
Rick
Ross,
how
I'm
pushin'
weight
Feel
like
Rick
Ross,
uh
2 guns,
make
you
jump,
call
'em
criss
cross
R
Kelly
with
funds,
boy,
you
pissed
off
So
get
pissed
on,
ballin'
out
like
a
'89
Piston
Aye,
VVS
up
on
my
wrist,
just
watch
it
glisten
I
don't
really
see
no
competition,
aye
Me
and
D
Savage
water
whippin'
in
the
kitchen,
aye
Ain't
no
Popeyes
over
here,
but
we
got
chickens,
aye
I
just
bought
a
choppa
with
a
scope
If
D
Savage
tell
me
blow,
then
I'ma
blow
So,
might
wanna
protect
yourself
All
headshots,
so
the
vest
no
help
Yeah,
I
was
just
boolin',
smokin'
dope
(brr)
I'ma
pop
this
perc
just
to
float
And
I
keep
a
bag
on
me
Ballin'
like
an
athlete

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