May 20, 2024
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NBA Youngboy – Chopper City (Lyrics)

Listen to the song and read the Lyrics of “Chopper City” interpreted by YoungBoy Never Broke Again.

About This Song

Artist: NBA YoungBoy
Song: Chopper City
Genre: rap
Album: Until I Return
Released Date: November 11, 2020

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Lyrics:

[Hook]

Draco dirty hit me, it got a fly (Top, mm-mm)
B**ch, we sticked up, it’s chopper city, yeah (Mm-mm)

[Verse 1]

Bend him off with that felony
Gang five, that’s cold case
We gon’ kill a b**ch, they been ready for this sh*t
I say put the b**ch up in rotation
Four stamps, that’s four faces
Gas bag, that’s border basic
Russian K, that’s Canada probably
We gon’ make the drop where it go the safest

Keep it real, they hate to see you make it
That be that b**ch n**ga hating
Distributin’ call it penetration
Take off your mind, clean up what you thinking
Dirty money stashed call it banking
Murder four position, call it wanking
Cold killer steppers ’round me nameless
Dog killer NBA entertainment

Sippin’ drink need about a case
Bodies smoked by the block if it’s hard
Catch you slipping, slang that stick at the yard
Behind this b**ch, we be taking it there
Bail him out we be ditching our cars
Bad b**ches hit the road with that bar
Let it off, front row with that stick
Bang out told her tow with that rod
Rich n**ga help with stepper sh*t

Mobbed up (?)
Doped up, need another fix
I don’t know where the fuck his mind went
Big bank, get your head popped
B**ch, you know how them times spent
Riding ’round at the devil’s wrist
All night tryna slime sh*t

[Hook]

Draco dirty hit me, it got a fly (Top, mm-mm)
B**ch, we sticked up, it’s chopper city, yeah (Mm-mm)

[Post-Hook]

Clip full, driving fast, tryna move a whole thing (Mm-mm)
B**ch n**ga steady tryna show stop, it’s a dirty game
He gon’ lose his brain (Mm-mm)

[Verse 2]

(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
The one to take a two, that’s what my cousin Meechy say
But we could pull about five, I’m talking five, that’s just by either way
Five million for my album, that’s an easy bank
Said you need a thousand for that bezel, sh*t
What my n**ga Jay beezy say? – N**ga, cop that

Two hundred for my chain, them n**gas gon watch that
Told my youngin when he get that ‘Vette them shoes gon’ jock that
N**ga, you a hot mess
Lotta thousands laid on my chest, I’m talking no vest
Public housing, we where the smoke at, I got it potent

Talking millions, I had that Maybach ‘fore I was four in
Get that drank just for the relax, n**ga gotta pour a four in
One watch, that’s three bands, rob the jeweler still calling
Crank the window, nothing but claws in, bullets burn, give you a wrong tan

[Hook]

Draco dirty hit me, it got a fly (Top, mm-mm)
B**ch, we sticked up, it’s chopper city, yeah (Mm-mm)

[Post-Hook]

Clip full, driving fast, tryna move a whole thing (Mm-mm)
B**ch n**ga steady tryna show stop, it’s a dirty game
He gon’ lose his brain (Mm-mm)

Credits: Lyrics were transcribed from a videolyric on Youtube, you can watch it by clicking here.

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