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Chopped (feat. Freezy) Video (MV)




Performed By: Ghostdakidd
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: Richard Gale




Ghostdakidd - Chopped (feat. Freezy) Lyrics




And we chopped in this haha
(Ou yeah)
And we chopped in this
And we chopped in this
And we chopped in this
And we chopped in this
And we chopped in this
And we chopped in this
And we chopped in this
And then we chopped in this

And we chopped in this bitch so somebody finna die
GTF up in the back and you know he gone slide
Got a gang of mf's and I know they gone ride
Me and Freezy flip his ride
(Uh)
And I'm in this shit forever till I die
Sliding for my brother say this shit like every time
For a few of them boys I'll really do some time
Get right back out then I get up on my grind
You can't hang with us you not one of our kind
Bitch it's murder for mines
(Oh oh)
Just like Melly I got murder on my mind
(Ou oh ohhh) oh

Run it back
He speaking on my name but he speaking straight cap
Anywhere I f*cking go bitch yk I'm speaking facts
Look at GTF and tell 'em just relax
And he playing with my top he gone put up in a pack
And you flexing all that money so yo chain I'm gonna snatch
And you talking all that shit so ya bitch can get cracked
(Slide)
Coming thru yo f*cking block wit the windows tinted black
Take yo girl up to the crib just showing her just how I live
F*ck on that pussy then I straight up dip
She already mine ain't no reason to trip
So if he wanna trip I ain't really tripping
If you hit me with a right then you really f*cking missing
I'ma hit 'em with a uppercut f*ck his f*cking stomach up
This a tummy tuck better buckle up
(Ay)
I'ma f*ck 'em up hit 'em with a left then right
(Yeah)
I'm big f*cking C good f*cking night yeah
When a nigga give me a pan I'ma mf fry
Niggas playing with my top he gone mf die

Swear to Allah my niggas get guap
Play with our top you get put in a box
My niggas get guap word to Allah
You play wit my niggas get put in a box

And we chopped in this bitch so somebody finna die
GTF up in the back and you know he gone slide
Got a gang of mf's and I know they gone ride
Me and Freezy flip his ride
And I'm in this shit forever till I die
Sliding for my brother say this shit like every time
For a few of them boys I'll really do some time
Get right back out then I get up on my grind
You can't hang with us you ain't one of our kind
Bitch it's murder for mines
(Oh oh oh)
Just like Melly I got murder on my mind
(Oh oh ohh)
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And we chopped in this haha
(Ou yeah)
And we chopped in this
And we chopped in this
And we chopped in this
And we chopped in this
And we chopped in this
And we chopped in this
And we chopped in this
And then we chopped in this

And we chopped in this bitch so somebody finna die
GTF up in the back and you know he gone slide
Got a gang of mf's and I know they gone ride
Me and Freezy flip his ride
(Uh)
And I'm in this shit forever till I die
Sliding for my brother say this shit like every time
For a few of them boys I'll really do some time
Get right back out then I get up on my grind
You can't hang with us you not one of our kind
Bitch it's murder for mines
(Oh oh)
Just like Melly I got murder on my mind
(Ou oh ohhh) oh

Run it back
He speaking on my name but he speaking straight cap
Anywhere I f*cking go bitch yk I'm speaking facts
Look at GTF and tell 'em just relax
And he playing with my top he gone put up in a pack
And you flexing all that money so yo chain I'm gonna snatch
And you talking all that shit so ya bitch can get cracked
(Slide)
Coming thru yo f*cking block wit the windows tinted black
Take yo girl up to the crib just showing her just how I live
F*ck on that pussy then I straight up dip
She already mine ain't no reason to trip
So if he wanna trip I ain't really tripping
If you hit me with a right then you really f*cking missing
I'ma hit 'em with a uppercut f*ck his f*cking stomach up
This a tummy tuck better buckle up
(Ay)
I'ma f*ck 'em up hit 'em with a left then right
(Yeah)
I'm big f*cking C good f*cking night yeah
When a nigga give me a pan I'ma mf fry
Niggas playing with my top he gone mf die

Swear to Allah my niggas get guap
Play with our top you get put in a box
My niggas get guap word to Allah
You play wit my niggas get put in a box

And we chopped in this bitch so somebody finna die
GTF up in the back and you know he gone slide
Got a gang of mf's and I know they gone ride
Me and Freezy flip his ride
And I'm in this shit forever till I die
Sliding for my brother say this shit like every time
For a few of them boys I'll really do some time
Get right back out then I get up on my grind
You can't hang with us you ain't one of our kind
Bitch it's murder for mines
(Oh oh oh)
Just like Melly I got murder on my mind
(Oh oh ohh)
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Writer: Richard Gale
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