Taleban Dooda – Chopstix Ii

Taleban Dooda – Chopstix Ii Lyrics

Artist: Taleban Dooda
Song: Chopstix Ii

This a 4 neck (4 neck)
G lot top notch sh#t (fa fa)
This a Russian chop stick (Yeah)
7.62s beat box sh#t uh (Grra rra)

This a Glock 19 with a 30 dick (30)
These bullets explode when it (boom)
MAC on [?] I’m just rolling the kid
I don’t like being sober and sh#t

Nah, nah, we just made his block hot
.40 make him hop scotch
b#tch, I hang with drop outs
All he heard was, “fa-fa”

We done rocked the opps out
Like why them n#gg#s b#tches?
Like why they don’t ever pop out?
He better watch how he move

7.62s knock him out of his shoes, uh
They know we breaking the rules
We thе ones putting the bass in the boom
72 b#tch, samе guns off DOOM

Glock .45, this b#tch shaking the room
If he talk tough then he making the news
With some handy #ss n#gg#s we keep us a tool
1, 2, he dissing my brother I’m coming to you

If they drop the addy, we follow ’em through
Tryna turn his lil’ brother to a vegetable too
Lay down, them b#tches better not move
b#tch, I ain’t playing, I am not in the mood

I ain’t got since I dropped out of school
If anybody move, that’s on bro, I’ma shoot
This a 4 neck (4 neck)
G lot top notch sh#t (fa fa)

This a Russian chop stick (Yeah)
7.62s beat box sh#t uh (Grra rra)
This a Glock 19 with a 30 dick (30)
These bullets explode when it (boom)

MAC on [?] I’m just rolling the kid
I don’t like being sober and sh#t
Nah, nah, we just made his block hot
.40 make him hop scotch

b#tch, I hang with drop outs
All he heard was, “fa-fa”
We done rocked the opps out
Like why them n#gg#s b#tches?

Like why they don’t ever pop out?
We talkin’ energy
I got them hoes that be gone off the Hennessy
I got them b#tches that’s goin’ off to Tennessee

When I come out that b#tch spittin’, that yoppa, that choppa go grrt, you’d think that it’s ten of me
I got the flow and I’m rollin’ my b#tch and she goin’ she know it I got it for 4
I got your b#tch and I’m goin’, I’m motor boating on the t#tt#es, she rowin’ for sure
This ain’t Monopoly, I pass the go and I’m buying the property

Ain’t a f#ck n#gg# as hot as me
I got them b#tches on go when they gotta be
I got them digits, you know that I’m speaking that money, don’t talk that broke-nology
We got the Mobb and we Deep, it’s like Prodigy

You know we got a guy had the .380 with me like it ought to be
This a 4 neck (4 neck)
G lot top notch sh#t (fa fa)
This a Russian chop stick (Yeah)

7.62s beat box sh#t uh (Grra rra)
This a Glock 19 with a 30 dick (30)
These bullets explode when it (boom)
MAC on [?] I’m just rolling the kid

I don’t like being sober and sh#t
Nah, nah, we just made his block hot
.40 make him hop scotch
b#tch, I hang with drop outs

All he heard was, “fa-fa”
We done rocked the opps out
Like why them n#gg#s b#tches?
Like why they don’t ever pop out?
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From the album:
Fallen Angel [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021