I 3 my chopper by Trill Nels x 56 trap x Rico Spazz Lyrics
Verse 1:Trill Nels:
I knew a BITCH off the street (of the what?),she suck wild dick her name Unique (her name is what?) she a freak, she a hoe, my mans set her number on a street pole (on what street?) imma trapper' so all black my clothes, imma big bankroll i can't fold like a freak my hearts cold, you better bring a damn pole catch you lackin' pussy's like you, yall get throwed yall get robbed while you working at your job getting paid minimum wage free my aunty she locked in the cage, run up imma spray 12 gadge long barrel, i got ren on his buck shots i leave the club hot. Smoking loud, my eyes is blood shots, im talking red fuck the snakes fuck the feds
Verse 2:56 trap:
Niggas talking but i swear that talk is cheap (yeah that talk is cheap) caught that nigga lackin' walk em cross the street (budda boom) put the scope to his mouth or his teeth, bitch im down to do a drill call me keef (obla) yeah nigga call the shots call me cheif, and if i go broke turn in to a thief. Nigga talking lot think shit was sweet, if u catch he lackin then he getting beat. (bah bah) call me mayweather put his ass to sleep, then my mens coming back the heat ( fa fa fa)
Verse 3:Rico Spazz:
Sipping lean smoking doobies to the face, niggas hate fuck the opps fuck the jakes. Pull up to your block thirty straps in a Glock. Shooting at ya top making niggas body drop. Fuck your mom, fuck ya shits, fuck ya bro. Niggas hoes my diamonds cold i feel it in my toes. You talking shit i'm at your house bitch i'm kicking doors, you disrespect bitch ill shoot right up in your nose. Bitch you scared i'll rob you for your clothes, i'm feening for a bag running to the cash, running thru a check wit the 9 on my lap. 223 ??????
I knew a BITCH off the street (of the what?),she suck wild dick her name Unique (her name is what?) she a freak, she a hoe, my mans set her number on a street pole (on what street?) imma trapper' so all black my clothes, imma big bankroll i can't fold like a freak my hearts cold, you better bring a damn pole catch you lackin' pussy's like you, yall get throwed yall get robbed while you working at your job getting paid minimum wage free my aunty she locked in the cage, run up imma spray 12 gadge long barrel, i got ren on his buck shots i leave the club hot. Smoking loud, my eyes is blood shots, im talking red fuck the snakes fuck the feds
Verse 2:56 trap:
Niggas talking but i swear that talk is cheap (yeah that talk is cheap) caught that nigga lackin' walk em cross the street (budda boom) put the scope to his mouth or his teeth, bitch im down to do a drill call me keef (obla) yeah nigga call the shots call me cheif, and if i go broke turn in to a thief. Nigga talking lot think shit was sweet, if u catch he lackin then he getting beat. (bah bah) call me mayweather put his ass to sleep, then my mens coming back the heat ( fa fa fa)
Verse 3:Rico Spazz:
Sipping lean smoking doobies to the face, niggas hate fuck the opps fuck the jakes. Pull up to your block thirty straps in a Glock. Shooting at ya top making niggas body drop. Fuck your mom, fuck ya shits, fuck ya bro. Niggas hoes my diamonds cold i feel it in my toes. You talking shit i'm at your house bitch i'm kicking doors, you disrespect bitch ill shoot right up in your nose. Bitch you scared i'll rob you for your clothes, i'm feening for a bag running to the cash, running thru a check wit the 9 on my lap. 223 ??????