| Chopper shells around your neck, all my niggas cutthroat
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| Let my burner do the talking, all these pistols ain’t for show
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| If my nigga got a problem, then my nigga it’s a go
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| Niggas known to catch a body when they hear them semi’s blow
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| Chopper shells around your neck, all my niggas cutthroat
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| Let my burner do the talking, all these pistols ain’t for show
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| If my nigga got a problem, then my nigga it’s a go
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| Niggas known to catch a body when they hear them semi’s blow
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| Creeping down the one way hammered up
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| Leave a nigga holey on a Sunday
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| Little homie thirteen, snorting coke, serving 'yay
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| Trap that white girl, so you know he keep that Mary K, let it spray
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| Where a nigga stand he will lay, hit him up proper
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| Give his ass a chopper to the face, then get out of state
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| Niggas bring the drama where you stay
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| Hit your old head and pop his ho head and burn the place, fucking jake’s
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| Got a chrome MAC-11, down for a two-eleven
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| If you preaching like a reverend, turn it one eighty-seven
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| Joey in the trap, always posted with a strap
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| Don’t compare me to these niggas, I’m a gangster that rap
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| Bitch
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| Chopper shells around your neck, all my niggas cutthroat
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| Let my burner do the talking, all these pistols ain’t for show
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| If my nigga got a problem, then my nigga it’s a go
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| Niggas known to catch a body when they hear them semi’s blow
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| Any nigga with a problem get his top chopped off
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| We where the cops don’t come, me and Mossberg moss
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| Fully on it, loaded, selling pints of lean and pounds of marijuana
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| Move that methadone ya' till it got a little slower
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| Bend the one’s cause I be selling drugs cuz'
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| If you need the buzz, needa' hit a nigga up cuz'
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| Tryna' hit a lick, then you got the whole game fucked up cuz'
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| Compact forty, niggas gon' get touched cuz'
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| It’s no game when you dealing with coldchain
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| Still a paid ass criminal dealing that Lo Mein
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| No chicken or chopstick, just Civic’s and chop bricks
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| My nigga I got shit, and it’s still free Smalls
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| Chopper shells around your neck, all my niggas cutthroat
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| Let my burner do the talking, all these pistols ain’t for show
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| If my nigga got a problem, then my nigga it’s a go
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| Niggas known to catch a body when they hear them semi’s blow |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cutthroat , by - Joey Fatts. Song from the album Chipper Jones EP Vol. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп