Choppa Dance(Explicit) - D-Lo

Choppa Dance (Explicit) - D-Lo
Rude boy mafia ni**a
D-Lo D-Lo
Look look
All my niggas got aim I'm talking snipers DC
One call will get you knocked off I'm a general no DB
I be riding round with my Kim K and a AK no Kanye
I done smoked w**d with that ni**a wiz I drank syrup no bombay
Got a mac connect with that A-1 been a real ni**a since day one
I bounce out and hit that choppa dance on a snitch ni**a J-Kwon
I be runnin sh*t no usain big 40 slugs through your membrane
Got bands on me Ben Franks 50gs that's 10k
So all this gold on me got your ho on me
Ni**a I don't even want that b**ch
A broke ho is a no no
Ni**a I don't even want that b**ch
I beat a ni**a like Ekzakt mix a ni**a like Sean Sauce
I play hard but I work harder ni**a I don't take no time off
I took a ni**a's b**ch and it was easy
Beat a outta pocket ho up Chris Breezy
Boy I murder sh*t smooth getaway ni**a that sh*t too easy
Versace Versace Medusa head on me like I'm illuminati
This is an Oakland community niggas get shot on my property
I ain't even know I could rap like that
2 40's 2 9's 2 k's 1 mac
My ni**a I ain't know I was strapped like that
Hundred rounds in that choppa hundred bands in my safe ni**a
Hell no you ain't safe ni**a big thing to your face ni**a
Big thing to your face ni**a
Big thing to your face ni**a
Big thing to your face ni**a
Hell no you ain't safe ni**a
Big thing to your face ni**a
Ay you niggas thought I was done huh
Sleep greedy man what's happening
Rude boy ni**a
Rude boy ni**a
I turn into a military vet
With a tech and disconnect your head from your neck sleep
When I pull this thirty out I turn you niggas to strippers
Man I was born into the mob like my bruh bruh chippass
East Oakland that's what I'm reppin'
If you scared go to church boy
You need a blessin'
I f**k with burn out ni**a and you ain't know that
Every time I bust the 40 flash like a Kodak
Look if I ain't rappin' boy I'm pimpin' and sendin' hoes
Foreign b**ches got them dancing in centerfolds
Free my cousin Chalie free my brother John
Free that ni**a boosie ain't it about that time
Yeah b**ch I cop cars no officers
A couple bands for the dick is what it's costing her
Money stacked up I'm talking knee-high
Bad b**ches I don't f**k with tinies I ain't ti
Haha I said there's levels to this sh*t
Got all these bezels in my wrist I'm off this sprite and activis syrup
I said there's levels to this sh*t
Got all these bezels in my wrist I'm off this sprite and activis syrup