Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song ChopBloc, artist - BlocBoy JB. Album song FatBoy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Foundation Entertainment, Interscope
Song language: English
ChopBloc |
Ayy Cartoon you got another one |
Iceberg want a bag, bitch |
We put the Drac' up to yo' face |
I seen Lil Tevo knock him out |
I bet we put him in his place |
Twenty Drac’s up in this house and we all posted with K’s |
Let him play, I air him out, I just walk 'em down in my J’s |
I’m still posted with cuttas |
I shoot at mammas and brothas |
We ain’t worried 'bout the others |
We see them niggas, they suffer |
We bagged 'em up in the duffel |
We back 'em up then we bust 'em |
I bought my flip flops a |
'Cause I’m shootin' I’m never scufflin' |
When the murda come and meet you and yo' door |
Yeah, it’s me, bitch |
AR-15 and it got a scope, with my ski, bitch |
Big Grape on the vine, big Glo' we spinnin' G shit |
Take yo' diss on, get you killed, then make a remix |
Do you wanna slide tonight? |
If he don’t he gonna die tonight |
Thousand dollar Glock, exotic pipe, you know we grip it tight |
Get the prices right, catch him on sight, walk up and take his life |
Told the opps to white the chalk up, then his body laid that night |
Campin' out in bushes and ditches, that’s if I wanna miss him |
By myself, I made the decision, don’t want no codefendant |
Catch a witness, catch a face shot, don’t need no reminiscin' |
Bare face, and I’m face to face |
Catch a case then I’m not guilty |
I’m not guilty |
I get rich or die tryin', I’m not 50 |
I just fucked the plug, bitch, now his wife missin' |
Time is money nigga we finessed the clock wench |
I got shootas at the light, call 'em Mike Bibby |
We slang iron, we spin around, do a 360 |
That’s a Xbox, you wear G-Shock |
Draco ride shotgun got the seat hot |
Miami, I got heat, bitch, I’m Chris Bosh |
.223, hit his feet, make him hopscotch |
Used to serve two niggas that looked like Drake and Josh |
No wonder why the police on yo' block hot |
You got shot? |
Let me shoot you in the same spot |
I got money, but I’m still on that same block |
Caught a body and I still got the same Glock |
Go dig it up, I bet it’s still in the same spot |
And I’m still in the same spot |
And I ride for my niggas |
And I ride for my niggas |
And I die for my niggas |
We like fuckin' murder this hoe |
We put the Drac' up to yo' face |
I seen Lil Tevo knock him out |
I bet we put him in his place |
Twenty Drac’s up in this house and we all posted with K’s |
Let him play, I air him out, I just walk 'em down in my J’s |
I’m still posted with cuttas |
I shoot at mammas and brothas |
We ain’t worried 'bout the others |
We see them niggas, they suffer |
We bagged 'em up in the duffel |
We back 'em up then we bust 'em |
I bought my flip flops a |
'Cause I’m shootin' I’m never scufflin' |