Nle Choppa N W A Lyrics
N.W.A. by NLE Choppa
Pipe that sh_t up, TNT
Ayy
NLE sh_t
NLE the top shotta, got the bomb like Al-Qaeda (No cap)
Ayy, ayy
I got the stick up in my pants, when I up it, I'ma burn somethin'
He thinkin' I ain't killing, well that n_gga better learn somethin'
And when we sliding, we gon' wet the car, you know we tryna flip somethin'
Thirty piece special out this Glock, you know that we gon' clip somethin'
You n_ggas not no hitters, y'all just really just tryna fit in (Tryna fit in)
My Glock, it came out the closet 'cause he got a d_ck in (No homo)
I'm a n_gga with an attitude, you can call me Mac Ren
And you never know which Choppa you gon' get, like I'm Ben-10
Ayy, murder, murder, murder, I'ma turn into an anthem
Don't f_ck with n_ggas like the KKK, but I'm a Panther
These bullets went his way, I bet I turned him to a dancer
A lot of vapor in this gas, b_tch, I'm smoking on a Fanta
And if he try to rob me, make a n_gga do a remix (No cap)
You can't relate to my music, I'm speaking on some G sh_t
Know fishbowl in this coupe, n_gga, yeah, I'm screaming f_ck a tint
If I catch a n_gga that shot my dawg, gon' bust his sh_t
Hundred round drum and I'm looking for a bozo
Stand over his body and shoot him, make him roll over
I'ma leave him dead in the woods, he gon' have a dirt odor
The opps think we done killing, but this sh_t is never over
I make 'em break down, I love the way the Drac' sound
Ain't no waitin' now, we slidin' 'til the sun down
He tried to jump up in that water, now that boy up in a lake now
Closed casket gang, we gon' leave that boy face out
You n_ggas not no hitters, y'all just really just tryna fit in
My Glock, it came out the closet 'cause he got a d_ck in
I'm a n_gga with an attitude, you can call me Mac Ren
You never know which Choppa you gon' get, like I'm Ben-10, yeah (Huh?)
Ayy (Yeah, yeah)
Thought I was done on this b_tch
But we gon' bring that sh_t back (Huh?)
We gon' bring that sh_t back, bring that sh_t back (What'd you say?)
Dig what I'm saying?
Rat-a-tat-tat, brrt, brrt, bah, bah, bah
Ooh, there go the police, grab your gun and run
Then I be smiling while I shoot because the murder for fun
And why these n_ggas staring at me? Swear to God I'm not the one
'Cause I'ma blam 'em, slam 'em, throw a temper tantrum
If he owe me some motherf_ckin' money, I hold him ransom
I want all the motherf_ckin' smoke, I'm causing cancer
And if he don't let me in, I'm breaking in like Santa, yeah
Aim it at you, ooh, ooh
What you gonna do? Ooh, ooh (What you gonna do?)
7.62's, ooh, ooh (7.62's)
Wet him like a pool, what you gonna do?
You n_ggas not no hitters, you really just tryna fit in
My Glock, it came out the closet 'cause he got a d_ck in
I'm a n_gga with an attitude, you can call me Mac Ren
Never know which Choppa you gon' get, like I'm Ben-10, yeah
Ayy
NLE sh_t
NLE the top shotta, got the bomb like Al-Qaeda (No cap)
Ayy, ayy
I got the stick up in my pants, when I up it, I'ma burn somethin'
He thinkin' I ain't killing, well that n_gga better learn somethin'
And when we sliding, we gon' wet the car, you know we tryna flip somethin'
Thirty piece special out this Glock, you know that we gon' clip somethin'
You n_ggas not no hitters, y'all just really just tryna fit in (Tryna fit in)
My Glock, it came out the closet 'cause he got a d_ck in (No homo)
I'm a n_gga with an attitude, you can call me Mac Ren
And you never know which Choppa you gon' get, like I'm Ben-10
Ayy, murder, murder, murder, I'ma turn into an anthem
Don't f_ck with n_ggas like the KKK, but I'm a Panther
These bullets went his way, I bet I turned him to a dancer
A lot of vapor in this gas, b_tch, I'm smoking on a Fanta
And if he try to rob me, make a n_gga do a remix (No cap)
You can't relate to my music, I'm speaking on some G sh_t
Know fishbowl in this coupe, n_gga, yeah, I'm screaming f_ck a tint
If I catch a n_gga that shot my dawg, gon' bust his sh_t
Hundred round drum and I'm looking for a bozo
Stand over his body and shoot him, make him roll over
I'ma leave him dead in the woods, he gon' have a dirt odor
The opps think we done killing, but this sh_t is never over
I make 'em break down, I love the way the Drac' sound
Ain't no waitin' now, we slidin' 'til the sun down
He tried to jump up in that water, now that boy up in a lake now
Closed casket gang, we gon' leave that boy face out
You n_ggas not no hitters, y'all just really just tryna fit in
My Glock, it came out the closet 'cause he got a d_ck in
I'm a n_gga with an attitude, you can call me Mac Ren
You never know which Choppa you gon' get, like I'm Ben-10, yeah (Huh?)
Ayy (Yeah, yeah)
Thought I was done on this b_tch
But we gon' bring that sh_t back (Huh?)
We gon' bring that sh_t back, bring that sh_t back (What'd you say?)
Dig what I'm saying?
Rat-a-tat-tat, brrt, brrt, bah, bah, bah
Ooh, there go the police, grab your gun and run
Then I be smiling while I shoot because the murder for fun
And why these n_ggas staring at me? Swear to God I'm not the one
'Cause I'ma blam 'em, slam 'em, throw a temper tantrum
If he owe me some motherf_ckin' money, I hold him ransom
I want all the motherf_ckin' smoke, I'm causing cancer
And if he don't let me in, I'm breaking in like Santa, yeah
Aim it at you, ooh, ooh
What you gonna do? Ooh, ooh (What you gonna do?)
7.62's, ooh, ooh (7.62's)
Wet him like a pool, what you gonna do?
You n_ggas not no hitters, you really just tryna fit in
My Glock, it came out the closet 'cause he got a d_ck in
I'm a n_gga with an attitude, you can call me Mac Ren
Never know which Choppa you gon' get, like I'm Ben-10, yeah