[Whoppa Wit Da Choppa]
(Damnpablo)
Brr
Ayy, Whop
Dot with that Glock
Tornado Kidd
The fuck goin' on
[Whoppa Wit Da Choppa]
Ayy, ayy, this that Dre add a K
Yeah, this that Mitch add a K
That rap nigga ain't dead yet but I'mma still add a K
Spazz2xx add a K 'cause it's part two of add a K
Rod name got a K in it so I ain't gotta add a K
I've been smokin' jit ever since he passed away
I been had a chop before that shit was in my name
On Trey D headstone, the whole gang smokin' 8
Smokin' on a big blunt of Mooky on the interstate
New packs on the way, always tryna up the sco'
If we sco', roll that boy up then up that bitch some mo'
I know why La Cracka don't smile, 'cause Mista say he broke
Was gon' double back but Crocodile say he dead for sure
Add A K Part 2, oh this what y'all was waiting on
On these apps doin' all that cap, somebody take his phone
Jumpin' in the car before I ever drop a diss song
Shoot him in the mouth, tell the doctor put his lips on
Smokin' on a old opp, we call that a close jay
Shot your dawg then disappear I call that shit a fadeaway
When I heard what-his-name dropped, that shit made my day
Jump in beef with us, you might as well add a K to your name
[Jdot Breezy]
Freeze bitch, nigga put your motherfuckin' hands up
Choppa leave him bald like I shot his ass with cancer
Nigga, fuck your dawg and that mouth, that's what he dead for
Six words for you, nigga, "Go and pick your mans up"
Drive-by, well nah, nigga know we ran up
Pop that pussy for me 'cause she know a nigga band up
You beat your bitch up 'cause you mad she a fan, huh?
She eat dick up randomly, I never tell her
Poor ass, broke ass, hoe ass nigga
You the doorman, send you to the store ass nigga
Every time your dawg dies we gon' smoke that nigga
God bring Mitch back, I'm finna choke that nigga
Switches in the city, go out spinnin', what you talkin' 'bout?
They say we cliquin' up, nah bitch, this is mob ties
You made a new diss but you just ??? your dawg dies
Charles you a bitch, makin' songs what you all 'bout
I smoke 8, red flag, nigga, big B's
Boolin' with my cousins, all love, we just get cheese
New opp pack, dead nigga earned new wings
Mitchy ain't comin' back, Mooky got his ass swiss cheese
She tellin' me she love me, two words for her, "Bitch, please"
I fucked her for some hours, she like, "What you want?", Two beans
Every three weeks opps go recruit a new team
Fuck nigga, oh well, we gon' kill a new team
[Spinabenz]
Ahh shit, Mooky's last meal was noodles, poor bitch
And the late Mr. Great had steak 'cause he was rich
They got one thing in common, now they both dead bitches
G3 made it out the car, Petey didn't
Nigga say he ducked the whole 100 shots, it was 20
He still alive so you knowin' we ain't send it
I don't even hidin' 'cause I'm knowin' they ain't spinnin'
Smoke Bibby ass, Teki ass, Nine ass, 8 too
Fuck that nigga Charles, that's who we tryna add a K to
Bitch got hit all in his spine and his face too
Rod K died on a drill, he a straight fool, ahh shit
And y'all don't even NoFace, it make me sick
And I ain't even know lil' Dre but it was lit
"Why you have to leave, Bibby?" That's what you get
Bibby and Teki and Nine got stretched too
Tornado Kidd comin' through to rescue
Talkin' out his face, that's who we add a K to
And I don't like them niggas who be talkin' and they ain't shoot
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