Stunna 4 Vegas – Sad Song

Stunna 4 Vegas Sad Song

Stunna 4 Vegas – Sad Song Lyrics

Artist: Stunna 4 Vegas
Song: Sad Song

Let my chopper sing a sad song (Noisy on the beat)
Bah, bah
Mm, mm, mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm (Get your b#tch #ss down)

I let my chopper sing a—
Uh, uh, I let my chopper sing a sad song (Song)
Uh-huh (Fah, fah)
Uh, uh

I let my chopper sing a sad song, uh, uh
I let my chopper, uh-huh
I let my chopper sing a sad song (My chopper sing)
Turn a happy home into a sad home (Chopper sing a sad song)

I let my chopper sing a sad song (Fah)
Uh-huh, I let my chopper, uh-huh (Fft, grrt, grah)
Uh, uh, uh
I let my chopper sing, I won’t leave the crib without it (Uh-uh)

I know she got my back if I get into battery (On some sh#t, come on)
Now f#ck that, I ain’t finna battle (n#gg#, f#ck that)
I might let my chopper spit, b#tch, we might get to wildin’ (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
I don’t woof on that ‘net, n#gg#, we promote the violence (We promote the violence)

I drop a check, get him wet, when it’s done, come get the bounty (Come on)
n#gg#, don’t be reachin’ for my neck, I’ll shoot your head off ’bout these diamonds (Boom, boom, get down)
I drop back a Perc’, be higher than a pilot (Uh-uh)
Rock his #ss to sleep, we slime him out, I’m so cannibal (Come on)

I let my chopper sing a sad song, we pull up right beside him (Where he at? Get down)
I keep my chopper like my back bone, I love her like my mama (On God)
She was there when I ain’t have nothin’, so I keep her right beside me (Duh, blatt, blatt)
I let my chopper sing a lullaby (Yeah)

We was chillin’ at the ‘yo, that was our alibi (That was our alibi, still a clue)
Cross a n#gg# quick just like I’m Ali now (Cross a n#gg# quick, grah, grah)
Press a button on the switch, then swing it side to side (Press a button on that switch, fft, go)
Uh-huh, I love my chopper like my main ho (Just like my main b#tch, chopper like my main b#tch)

I don’t need no security, sh#t, who I came with? (Come on)
Uh, I finger f#ck the trigger, leave his brains split
I let my chopper sing and when she sing I tell her, “Sing, b#tch” (Boom, boom, boom)
I let my chopper sing a sad song (Duh, my chopper sing, go)

Uh, uh, uh, uh (Let my chopper sing)
I let my chopper sing a sad song (I love how my chopper sing, graow, bah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Uh-huh, I love how my chopper sing, brrt)
Turn a happy home into a sad home (Ah, uh-huh, duh)

Chopper sing a sad song (Fft, my chopper sing)
Happy home into a, uh-huh (Spin, Spin, uh-huh, my chop sung)
I grab my chopper, swang and beat blocks (Beat blocks)
Shootin’ out the whip and now chopper singin’ beatbox (Grah)

I don’t tolerate ’em when I type, I delete opps (Delete opps)
Been watchin’ these n#gg#s stop for thrity minutes, here go three shh
He prolly thinkin’ he gon’ come out, then catch a forty, b#tch
He not [?], b#tch, hit part, I don’t, I don’t smoke that ho-ass sh#t you smoke, get that weed out

Watch how my chop sing like a lullaby, b#tches sleep, uh (Uh, it’s hot)
They said, b#tch, I’m shootin’ so loud the neighbors heard this sh#t from here
Love to freestyle, I know them n#gg#s in the grave, they mad, we livin’, they dead and we not (And we not)
Tell my lil’ n#gg# in prison to stay out, I’ma send it through green dot

One-one opp, two-two opps, three-three opps, I remember that’s so much strike ’cause we ride
Only woke up to go see opps
I let my chopper sing a sad song (Sad song, ayy, let my chopper sing)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Go, go, go, woah, go, go, my chopper sing)

I let my chopper sing a sad song (What? I love how my chopper sing)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Grah, I love how my chopper sing)
I let my chopper sing a sad song (Sad song, I love how my chopper, go)
Turn a happy home into a sad home (Go, go, sad home)

I let my chopper sing a sad song (Ayy, let my chopper sing, ayy)
Happy home into a, uh-huh, my chop sung (Go, dead n#gg#, uh-huh, my chop sung)
I grab my chopper, swang and beat blocks (Beat blocks)
Shootin’ out the whip and now chopper singin’ beatbox (Beatbox)

I don’t tolerate ’em when I type, I delete opps (Delete opps)
Watchin’ this n#gg# crib for thrity minutes, here go three bucks
Wait ’til he come out, then catch a forty, boom, hit ’bout (Blick)
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Release Year: 2022