Rich n*gga Choppaz lyrics

by

Waka Flocka Flame


[Chorus:]
Flocka!

I’m too flocka, get shot down by rich n*gga choppas
What you mean?
Put the word out that my youngins gon' drop you (Squad!)
My whole team, Bricksquad monopoly, ain’t no stopping us
What you mean? f*ck with me you gon' need a doctor (Piru!)
911 it’s a emergency
Got his mamma crying, hope he make it through that surgery
911 it’s a emergency
Got his mamma crying, hope he make it through that surgery

[Verse 1:]
I told you Tony, don’t you f*cking cross me man
You f*cking c*cka(roach), I told you man
What the f*ck was you thinking man?

.223's in a brand new yoppa
Chop a n*gga sh*t like Boraco
Should never tried Waka Flocka
Shoot like a point guard, hands like a boxer
n*gga you don’t want these problems
Keep a big strap, got kick? no problem
(???) Shells, and they stuff em like pasta
And I don’t give two f*cks bout a copper
Road driveby, I run down on cops
Better duck, don’t know when they gonna stop
My youngins they brazen, you know how [?]
911 it’s a mother f*cking emergency
Imma be a rich Piru til they murder me

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
See, mane, this will never f*cking happen mane
If you never turned your back mane
See, you never turn your f*cking back on family mane
What the f*ck you doing c*cka(Roach)?
Imma a G you see, see, everything I do man
Kick sh*t like Lu Kang, pull up in a Mustang
Street n*gga flocka, handle business with no suit Mane
All I got to do is put the word out and your food man
I don’t play no f*cking games, green lightin everything
Good on the west coast, all my n*ggas gang bang
Good in the midwest, all my n*ggas grimy man
Good on Riverdale, south Atlanta is f*cking gangster
[Chorus]
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