| Oh-oh, NLE the Top Shotta
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| I got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
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| Woah, woah
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| Ayy, ayy, ayy
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| Sometimes I gamble with my heart, I’m takin' chances, where my love at?
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| Don’t know where to start, it got me askin', «Where the drugs at?»
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| Suburban who? |
| 'Cause I be posted with the Rugrats
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| Came up off of robbin', but my OG really sold crack
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| Billion views up, but I’ll still go and kill somethin'
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| Take one of my dawgs and I’ma make sure all y’all feel one
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| Unexpected shootout, you ain’t knowin' when that drill come
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| Come and shoot up who house? |
| We gon' post up 'til you niggas come
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| And I ain’t goin' in 'til the mornin'
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| I see a cop, I’m on it
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| We leave his mama mournin'
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| He send a threat, ignore it
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| The internet for corporate
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| We leave his body cold spread and then his breath aborted
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| Wanna go far, but I know bullshit be stoppin' you
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| Tell 'em keep goin' hard 'cause I know that’s just what I would do
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| People who pushin' through they battles, I swear I’m proud of you
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| People who say they gon' be there for you ain’t on side of you
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| Granny and mama happy her son havin' a baby
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| Movin' like a don, so them niggas steady hate me
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| Mama say I’m crazy 'cause I’m posted with the Drac', man
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| Tuck it in my pants, I can’t let a nigga take me
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| Life gettin' better, but sometimes it’s gettin' hard
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| People want beneficials, but they ain’t play a part
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| Turn your back on me, we getting ready for war
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| Backseat with this Drac', we lettin' fire off in this car
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| Gambles and crosses and losses, we take those
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| If you ain’t man enough, then my killers known to make those
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| Pesos, we get even, that’s if you owe, bro
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| Game up in a chokehold, they tellin' me to let go
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| Lately, I been havin' stress all day
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| Too many problems we face
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| Gotta sit down and pray
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| Uh-uh, I swear to that it’s gon' be okay
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| Sometimes I gamble with my heart, I’m takin' chances, where my love at?
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| Don’t know where to start, it got me askin', «Where the drugs at?»
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| Suburban who? |
| 'Cause I be posted with the rugrats
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| Came up off of robbin', but my OG really sold crack
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| Billion views up, but I’ll still go and kill somethin'
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| Take one of my dawgs and I’ma make sure all y’all feel one
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| Unexpected shootout, you ain’t knowin' when that drill come
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| Come and shoot up who house? |
| We gon' post up 'til you niggas come
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| Yeah
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| NLE the Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
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| We’ll post up 'til you niggas come |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gamble With My Heart , by - NLE Choppa. Song from the album Top Shotta, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп