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Yeah, yeah We on (COUPE) Yeah Damn, man, I like to send them shooters (Yeah) I don't need the Glock, no Ruger (No Ruger) Yeah, big on usin' them chopsticks (Chopstick) Yeah, big on usin' them chopsticks (Ayy, it's a choppa) Yeah, yeah, do it with the... (Do it) Do it with the choppa, do it with the choppa Do it with the choppa, do it with the choppa Do it with the choppa, do it with the choppa Oh, I'm leanin', drunk and no fiendin' I'm on that junky juice, bitch, I'm dreamin', uh I'm on it, pill, I'm on it (On it) Gun on my side, ho, but opp don't want it (But opp doesn't want it) Out of my mind, gun on my side of your life Squeeze on a opp, put a .45 on his head No hesitation, nah, I ain't scared to do that On real, no bitch hit me (Uh-uh) Big .45, man, I love that muthafucka (Ooh) Shoot that muthafucka (Ooh), dirty muthafucka (Ooh) Everywhere I go I ride with that muthafucka (Ooh) And that muthafucka gon' do what it 'posed to do (Ooh) Letras de cancionesIt gon' kill, kill, kill, that what it 'posed to do It gon' take money, that what it love to do And I like to get money, I don't know about you Everything I'm speakin' right now, it's fuckin' true True to my muthafuckin' money, and I like it blue True to that muthafuckin' green, make it spend on you Damn, man, I got a spendin' problem (Ooh) Yeah, damn, man I like to send them robbers (Robbers) Damn, man, I like to send them shooters (Yeah) I don't need the Glock, no Ruger (No Ruger) Yeah, big on usin' them chopsticks (Chopstick) Yeah, big on usin' them chopsticks (Ayy, it's a choppa) Yeah, yeah, do it with the... (Do it) Do it with the choppa, do it with the choppa Do it with the choppa, do it with the choppa Do it with the choppa, do it with the choppa Mikey, Mikey with the nuts And you know he got some guts He's a young nigga buggin', he don't give no fucks (No) I got all these bitches, wanna pull up, suck me up And I don't give a fuck, I ain't get her number to fuck And you know a young nigga rich than a muthafucka His bitch know that I am a fuckin' hustla Man, I came from the apartment, I had to struggle Had to show my whole gang how to make it double Don't try for me, I like to rob (Ooh) Yeah, late night with them sticks my nigga, I like to mob (I do) Yeah, take a nigga patent, then I turn it to a trapper (Ooh) Yeah, turn a trapper trapper, turnt into a rapper (Ooh) Yeah, and don't get this shit twisted, my nigga, I'm still a clapper (Ooh) Yeah, don't get this shit twisted, my nigga, just 'cause I'm a rapper Yeah, bitch nigga, better not forget I'm a rapper that like to rob Yeah, still dressed in all black 'cause nigga, I like to rob Yeah, but you know I'm paid, but I can't change my ways Yeah, listen to this stick, did it, what it say? Cow-cow, cow-cow-cow-cow-cow Cow-cow-cow-cow-cow, cow Cow-cow-cow-cow-cow Damn, man, I like to send them shooters (Yeah) I don't need the Glock, no Ruger (No Ruger) Yeah, big on usin' them chopsticks (Chopstick) Yeah, big on usin' them chopsticks (Ayy, it's a choppa) Yeah, yeah, do it with the... (Do it) Do it with the choppa, do it with the choppa Do it with the choppa, do it with the choppa Do it with the choppa, do it with the choppa From Letras Mania