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NLE Choppa - Shotta Flow 3 [Official Music Video]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
NLE Choppa
NLE Choppa
Vocals
Hozay Beats
Hozay Beats
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Potts
Bryson Potts
Songwriter
Jose Luis Reynoso-Contreras
Jose Luis Reynoso-Contreras
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Clay Perry
Clay Perry
Mixing Engineer
Hozay Beats
Hozay Beats
Producer
Jack Dine
Jack Dine
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

No way, Hozay I might just K.O, the Perc' up in my Faygo Run up on me wrong, turn his head into a bagel On the opposition block, just like a Lego I'm chief homie, bitch, so you know that I got say-so What you say? Yeah, man, know what the fuck goin' on, NLE Choppa, nigga (Bitch) Shotta Flow 3 (Yeah), nigga can get beat (Yeah) I don't fuck with the police (Fuck 12, bitch, bitch) Fuck he talkin' 'bout? What I say? (Crip, Crip, Crip) Ayy (Crip), yeah (Crip), yeah (Crip), yeah Every show that I do, bitch you know that I rock it The mic in my hand, but the Glock in my pocket (Huh?) These niggas keep dissin', I guess I'm the topic (Brr) These bullets gon' knock the knowledge out of his noggin' It's Shotta Flow 3 and you know I'm a G (Pow pow) Beat my case, I ain't coppin' no Plea (Crip, crip) You say you a gangsta, you say you a stepper (Yeah, yeah) But you cooperated with police (On God) Step back up then shoot my thunder You ain't no boss, lil' nigga, you a runner (Yeah) This bitch suckin' my dick, like a flavored cucumber (Ayy) Dick all in her throat, I was touchin' her tonsils (Yeah) Yeah, hit from the back I was pullin' her hair and I ripped of her frontal (Yeah) I'm pullin' his card, that nigga a bitch I ride for my nigga like Morty and Rick (Yeah) Can't step out the house unless I got my blick You can get your ass shot like I'm takin' a pic' My nigga Piru but I'm banging the C (Too too too) If you coming for me, you get put on a Tee If you fucking with me you gon' sow what you reap (Yeah, yeah) I throw them some shots out the Glock 23 I want all the green like I was a leaf My gang in the party, we came for peace Put shots on a opp so his ass got beat He got his ass jumped by a hunnid some feet My niggas they steppin' I call dem some troopers You was shootin' at me but you miss you a blooper And when I shot back, bitch, I hit, I'ma shooter Big titties on a choppa like I'm working at Hooters I'm on some boss shit, and I'm on some gang shit You can get your ass stepped on She calling me racist, she was dark skin, but I want a redbone Put his name on this bullet, the trigger I pull it You better order a headstone And now that boy head gone (Brrrr) Bitch nigga, you a snitch My niggas they vicious, bitch I am a menace Let's have a shootout, like I'm in a scrimmage Got dope in the lab, like I was a chemist Shot him in the teeth, they call me a dentist Walked down on my opp, I ain't leavin' no witness Shoot a hundred some shots, I won't stop 'til it's finished I break in yo' house like I came through the chimney And I'm high as a bitch 'cause the Perc' in my Henny Two .40's on my waist, like I'm rocking some Fendi Bitch, I'm making shit shake like I'm doin' the shit And she got a fat ass, but that bitch really skinny And she suckin' my dick, she in love with my Jimmy John (Bitch) You talkin' 'bout bodies, I got me a ton (Hoe) How I get a nigga whacked while I'm kickin' cack Smokin' on a pack, and eating a honey bun I might just K.O, the Perc' up in my Faygo (Faygo) Run up on me wrong, turn his head into a bagel (A bagel) On the opposition block, just like a Lego (A Lego) I'm big homie, bitch, so you know that I got say-so, yeah Shotta shit, no politics We shoot like Stojaković Shotta Flow 3, get yo' ass beat Bitch, I'm a Grape Street Yeah, I'm a Crip but I'll wipe a nigga nose Fuck is you sayin'? (Clatt!) (Your ass retarded) (Ayy, that was so bomb that I started dancin' in this hoe) (Girl, that hoe so bomb, I started dancin' on my adlibs)
Writer(s): Bryson Potts, Jose Luis Reynoso-contreras Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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