NLE Choppa - Top Shotta Flow (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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NLE Choppa - Top Shotta Flow (en) Lyrics
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NLE, Top Shotta (Ayy), got
the bombs like Al-Qaeda
NLE, Top Shotta, got the bombs
like Al-Qaeda (Ayy, yeah)
NLE, Top Shotta, got the bombs like
Al-Qaeda (Grrt, grrt, ayy)
NLE, Top Shotta, got the bombs like
Al-Qaeda (Ayy, yeah, ayy, ayy)
Cut off some niggas, they say
that I'm fake (Cut off)
Them niggas was bitch, they
weren't makin' shit shake
(Makin' shit shake)
Had to run this shit up, make
a K in a day (K in a day)
We was robbin' and schemin'
and duckin' them Ks
I'ma take me a risk, I'ma take me
a gamble (Take me a gamble)
I was down on my dick, had
to rob for a gavel
In the stolo ridin', now we ride
in the Lambos (In Lambos)
If I give you my problems, I
bet you can't handle (Ayy)
My niggas, they trap out the vacant,
apartments and bandos
Band man, gang, drum on the choppa,
commando (Commando)
Choppa go on repeat, on repeat just like
Sopranos (Brrt, brrt, Sopranos)
Think that you steppin' to
me (Ayy), I'll leave you where
you stand, ho (Ayy)
Slide on that boy, yeah, we
ride in the night (Ayy)
I don't care the circumstance,
he dyin' tonight (Tonight)
Left my phone at the crib, I'm doin'
it right (Doin' it right)
My nigga on the drill, my Glock
on the right (Grrt)
Step one, step two, hop
out on feet (Hop out)
Why the fuck is he runnin'?
He playing with me (Ayy)
Put one in his noggin,
he layin' asleep
They call me, talk shit
like I'm they enemies
Make a killin' off a show,
then get a nigga killed
Get a nigga peeled, put
him on the quilt
Drank in the cup, sip out the seal
He went out, said, "He not my nigga"
We do this for real, we
never gon' squeal
He know what it is, we
see that he deal
He ain't gonna do it
'less he off a pill
I swear I was sober on
all of my drills
Them niggas was bitch, they wasn't makin'
shit shake (Makin' shit shake)
Them niggas be bruisers,
niggas ain't shooters
Twenty K on his head, you
still ain't do it
Who did you call when
y'all got into it?
You know I be tweakin', you know how
I pull it (You know how I pull it)
One shot, niggas must think
I'm pussy (What?)
Bitch, you seen me leave
niggas gushy (C'mon)
Big dawg in the hoodie,
call me Tookie (What?)
Big man on the block, ask
Drew Gooden (Ayy)
Walk down in my ski mask
and a hoodie (Ayy)
Say "I'm not killer," you
niggas be foolin'
Go at my nigga, he seen me do it
Shoot up the party, we
droppin' them bullets
It's a hundred-some Grapes, you
ain't stoppin' them boys
Fu-fu-fu-fuckin' with me, you
get put in the morgue
I don't threaten no man,
I'm a big lil' gangsta
Whole lotta gun residue on my finger
When them niggas be hidin',
I get a lil' anxious
I'ma shoot up the crib, shoot that
bitch through the blanket
I'm a real Top Shotta,
put it on the map
Niggas turn ghost when
it's time to ride out
This shit is tatted on my stomach,
Top Shotta, it ain't wrong
Bitch, I'm rasta, for real,
Jamaica, it be my stompin'
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