Not The Same lyrics

by

Jdot Breezy


[Intro: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa]
Shh
Ayy, ayy, b*tch
Big Whop
Still got seven shots, ayy, Whop with that Glock
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa]
On my brother, I go brazy for the gang (Gang, gang)
KuKu, know we quick to shoot, we'll bust your brains
I lost X and I was in that 'Raq the f*ckin' same day
You lose your dawg, you in the studio, that ain't gettin' back that pain
What you finna do 'bout Mitch, (Shh), drop a chain?
I still pop out in the city 'cause I ain't worried 'bout a thing
f*ck n*gga, don't call me twin, b*tch, we not the same
I checked your resume, boy, and you ain't shot a thing

[Verse 1: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa]
I just got a rental, you know that we spinnin' in this b*tch (Skrt)
I don't slide with new n*ggas, it's straight killers in this b*tch (b*tch)
Somebody pick Dre up, in think he need a med kit
New opp pack, this gas or what? You know that the whole gang smokin' Mitch (Mitchy)
For lil' bro, we smokin' Whodie, I hope he don't crash the whip (Skrt)
Say she ain't a ho, baby say that she just strip
She dance on that pole like the dance on that di*k (Damn)
I'm drinkin' on Patrón, baby say she want a sip (Ooh)
I ain't gon' bap, I came in here to f*ck, I ain't tryna tip (Ooh)
I ain't gon' bap, if you that head fire, might get a wig (Ooh)
n*ggas just rappers, gangnem don't really drill sh*t (Brr)
Sent that n*gga to the graveyard, I put that on my kids (Gang)
[Chorus: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa]
On my brother, I go brazy for the gang (Gang, gang)
KuKu, know we quick to shoot, we'll bust your brains
I lost X and I was in the 'Raq the f*ckin' same day
You lose your dawg, you in the studio, that ain't gettin' back that pain
What you finna do 'bout Mitch, (Shh), drop a chain?
I still pop out in the city 'cause I ain't worried 'bout a thing
f*ck n*gga, don't call me twin, b*tch, we not the same (At all)
I checked your resume, boy, and you ain't shot a thing

[Verse 2: Jdot Breezy]
n*ggas makin' songs when they die, drop a bag, ho (Drop a bag, ho)
Mitch dope hittin', left him stinkin' like a as*h*le (Ugh)
If you ain't dropped a bag, pus*y n*gga, what that bag for? (What that bag for?)
Ratchet ho gave me the drop 'cause I treat her like a bad ho
Come on, what you did 'bout Mitch? (Mitch)
You don't even claim Teki, you don't mention the b*tch
Damn, what happened to lil' (Shh)? He need stitches and sh*t (Goofy)
Tangy cryin' like a b*tch, boy go pick up a stick (Tangy)
Last n*gga pulled up, make him crash, hit the glass
Smokin' Spaazz2xx, put it out 'cause it's ass
I can't smoke on Foolio so I'm smokin' on his dad
We All We Got need help, them n*ggas goin' out bad
Keep your b*tch out the way, 'cause that ho'll catch a shot
Rep on all these killings, but you know the one that shot you
Should've known you was a b*tch, 'cause yo' momma got shot, too
And yo' girlfriend, b*tch, "Ayy, Buban, what that mouth do?" (Ayy)
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