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lirik lagu li rye - dirty choppa

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[intro]
(call that boy duhvinci how he up it and just paint sh~t)

[chorus]
f~ck the judge, i ain’t goin’ to court, i’m ridin’ dirty with a stolen glock
in an all~black suburban, make n~ggas nervous when we hit the block
can’t get no job, he swervin’ while he servin’, i ain’t tryna punch a clock
told mc make another hit while i make these n~ggas body rock

[verse 1]
takin’ sh~t, lil’ bro ain’t buy that glock, but he clutch that b~tch like he did
caught him loafin’ with his ho, ain’t k!ll a b~tch, but split his wig
drop an opp, fire up a cig
sacrifice n~ggas like pigs
get the job done
chase murder, we think it’s fun
spin, pull your gun
chase him if he run
we k!lled her oldest son
mystikal, i’m on the run
still be catchin’ flights, hope thеy don’t grab me when i land
f~ckin’ bad hoes on thе road, them b~tches know that i’m the man
when you with me, turn off your phone, ain’t with that messy sh~t, b~tch, you can leave
vvs bustin’ off my necklace, i keep on rollin’ tree
red stay on my mind, my n~gga died, some sh~t i can’t believe
if you ain’t slangin’ iron, don’t hit my line, no point in talk to me
[chorus]
f~ck the judge, i ain’t goin’ to court, i’m ridin’ dirty with a stolen glock
in an all~black suburban, make n~ggas nervous when we hit the block
can’t get no job, he swervin’ while he servin’, i ain’t tryna punch a clock
told mc make another hit while i make these n~ggas body rock

[post~chorus]
all my diggers do dirt in the dark, pray it don’t hit the light
one of these hoes gave out my drop, should’ve knew that stupid b~tch wasn’t right
all my diggers do dirt in the dark, pray it don’t hit the light
one of these hoes gave out my drop, should’ve knew that stupid b~tch wasn’t right

[verse 2]
them n~ggas had the lo’ and ain’t come spin, that sh~t told me a lot
they p~ssy, wasn’t hard to figure it out
she ain’t suckin’ no d~ck, then i’m kickin’ her out
four different glocks, three different gens in a rental car when they try to spin
let out sixty shots when they get the drop, won’t be no breathin’ then
we the reason n~ggas’ll never breathe again
i look in the mirror and see my evil twin
you think he won’t snake you ’cause you locked in?
lil’ bro slimier than a b~tch and he got dead friends
lot of sh~t been on my mind, but mostly, it been homicide
if you scared to do the time, then why the f~ck you do the crime?
made some n~ggas mama cry, and ’bout that, i can’t even lie
some of them f~ck n~ggas ain’t even die, so that b~tch tears was bound to dry
[chorus]
f~ck the judge, i ain’t goin’ to court, i’m ridin’ dirty with a stolen glock
in an all~black suburban, make n~ggas nervous when we hit the block
can’t get no job, he swervin’ while he servin’, i ain’t tryna punch a clock
told mc make another hit while i make these n~ggas body rock

[post~chorus]
all my diggers do dirt in the dark, pray it don’t hit the light
one of these hoes gave out my drop, should’ve knew that stupid b~tch wasn’t right
all my diggers do dirt in the dark, pray it don’t hit the light
one of these hoes gave out my drop, should’ve knew that stupid b~tch wasn’t right


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