white choppa-no hoe official audio
Never trust a fucking hoe yeah niggah That’s code Got the work cooking on the stove Got wrist and my neck on froze Got Exstendons in all my poles j Yeah got all these chains and designer clothes Not with the games cuh I got bigger goals Going thru all this pain and no one even knows Yeah I always stay strapped that’s on god Throwin foes up and the head nod Choppa leave a dent Bitch you got me bent You Anit got shit but a pocket full of lent I’m always Making money from dust too dawn Got you bitch dancing in her thong And telling me how you did her wrong Slow feet don’t eat bitch I make money in my sleep Sippin lean been up about a week Yeah I’m always on the go I Anit never been no hoe You know I keep a pole Fuck with me and I’ma kick yo door Have your family on the floor Bet you don’t fuck with me no more Yo bitch loven on me but ion even sweat a hoe Haha nobody won’t yo bih and she ugly bro Dis white chop yeah you already know Fuck all this clout and the fame Yeah all this shit be real lame Stay in yo lane and stick to the game Chop stay ahead of the game Anit no other way my niggah Run up on me and I’ll dust ya with this trigga I’m rising too the top getting biggah and buggah Came along way cause I Anit no fucking quita Whiskey drowns my liver She said she love me, but I don’t think I love her How should I tell her or should I just mail her Yeah I’m out this bih I’m a bailer Call me Popeyes niggah I’m a fucking sailer Smoke so good have you reaching for yo in hailer Rip young dolf he duh big hitta Fucking bitches and fucking hoes you know how it goes Don’t trust a soul everyone a foe Not everyone gunna be yo bro You just gotta let that shit go Don’t fuck with Pete no more Yeah his hoe was trying to be a hoe so I made that bih my hoe And he mad he Anit know Told that fuck niggah hit the door Don’t be mad at me yo bitch was a whore White choppp
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Never trust a fucking hoe yeah niggah That’s code Got the work cooking on the stove Got wrist and my neck on froze Got Exstendons in all my poles j Yeah got all these chains and designer clothes Not with the games cuh I got bigger goals Going thru all this pain and no one even knows Yeah I always stay strapped that’s on god Throwin foes up and the head nod Choppa leave a dent Bitch you got me bent You Anit got shit but a pocket full of lent I’m always Making money from dust too dawn Got you bitch dancing in her thong And telling me how you did her wrong Slow feet don’t eat bitch I make money in my sleep Sippin lean been up about a week Yeah I’m always on the go I Anit never been no hoe You know I keep a pole Fuck with me and I’ma kick yo door Have your family on the floor Bet you don’t fuck with me no more Yo bitch loven on me but ion even sweat a hoe Haha nobody won’t yo bih and she ugly bro Dis white chop yeah you already know Fuck all this clout and the fame Yeah all this shit be real lame Stay in yo lane and stick to the game Chop stay ahead of the game Anit no other way my niggah Run up on me and I’ll dust ya with this trigga I’m rising too the top getting biggah and buggah Came along way cause I Anit no fucking quita Whiskey drowns my liver She said she love me, but I don’t think I love her How should I tell her or should I just mail her Yeah I’m out this bih I’m a bailer Call me Popeyes niggah I’m a fucking sailer Smoke so good have you reaching for yo in hailer Rip young dolf he duh big hitta Fucking bitches and fucking hoes you know how it goes Don’t trust a soul everyone a foe Not everyone gunna be yo bro You just gotta let that shit go Don’t fuck with Pete no more Yeah his hoe was trying to be a hoe so I made that bih my hoe And he mad he Anit know Told that fuck niggah hit the door Don’t be mad at me yo bitch was a whore White choppp