Choppa never stoppa Lyrics

Ayy, ayy, ayy, like what you tryna do

Chasin' bricks and money, I'm just on the fuckin' move

Dobt cross me, boy when I'm slidein thru

Don't think that I'm cappin' cause I promise you I'll shoot

Like what you tryna do

Chasin' bricks and money, I'm just on the fuckin' move

Don't cross me, but when I'm slidein thru

Don't think that I'm cappin' cause I promise you I'll shoot

Like ayy, like ayy, I be handing' millions to the gang

No way, no way, I be blowin' shit up like propane

I don't need no real ho, I just wanna be alone

Choppa leave him wide', now I'm feelin' like I'm in my zone

He be talkin' crazy and he knows I don't like that tone

Make one false move, put a few in your dome

Ride around town and we always stayin' dangerous

Runnin' from the cops cause they always playin' games with us

Dancin' in the rain hopin' that we never sober up

Yeah this is a clique so we're gonna want another cup

We ain't goin' back till this motherfuckin' night is done

Oh, oh, oh

I can't face this pain, and I know I cannot change

No this is not a game, that's why I hang with the gang

So we got another one, don't test me

Cause I promise you I shoot for fun, gang got many techniques

So we gon' get it done, if you got a problem don't worry

Cause we never run, ask us if we got any guns

Boi we got a ton, finna get robbed real quick

Fuck what you talkin' bout, bitch it's the clique

We ain't fuckin' with bumbs, you a bitch

You can talk but we still keepin' clips

Got a bullet, finna leave it in your hip

Bring your friends down too, they gon' slip

I ain't part of blood, I ain't part of crip

Yeah it's all fun and games till you get hit

Got a bullet in the chamber, finna take your life away

Been through hell and way back thinkin' that I was gonna die today

I been with the gang so we trust, and then we spray

And we don't play

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Yeah it's chopper it never stopper

When I hit you in your head it's finna drop ya

People always talkin' shit whats gonna stop them?

If you talkin' on my name then we got problems

Boy I am bad news

Crowd jumpin', family screamin', got some loud tunes

We was hella poor and now we eatin' real food