Choppa Remix

By SJ

Released on July 9, 2021

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[Intro: SJ]

I'm swingin' my blade, tryna do him up proper, choppa

Me, I can't stop for a copper

Making Magic

Let me get my hands on a choppa

Rinse, the clip on your block, tryna drop one

Ay, Slim Typical, I see you

I'm swingin' my blade, tryna do him up proper, choppa

Me, I can't stop for a copper

And if the fed chase gets too crazy

Decamp the car and head straight to the blocka, blocka

Let me get my hands on a choppa

Rinse, the clip on your block, tryna drop one

Waps on the block, yeah, we lost one


[Chorus: SJ]

Ay, ay, ay, I'm swingin' my blade, tryna do him up proper, choppa

Me, I can't stop for a copper (No way)

And if the fed chase gets too crazy

Decamp the car and head straight to the blocka, blocka (To the block)

Let me get my hands on a choppa

Rinse, the clip on your block, tryna drop one (Bow, bow)

Waps on the block, yeah, we lost one, cop ones

On the opp block, get the job done (Job done)


[Verse 1: Digga D]

Cop it, cop it

Nuttin' ain't changed, still whip it and lock it

Point-32 short, fit in my pocket

If we get a new cup, shit I'mma swap it

I ripped up guys with my kitchen knife

If he trips up nice, I'mma take his life (Take it, take it)

My next-door got life (Yeah, yeah)

Let me break him some rice

He's acting too tough, I grab my toothbrush

I gave him two plus, I'm moving ruthless

The Gov's are Ku Klux, they turn my crew nuts

I feel to complain but they're just useless

Prick Mr Kerry flipped my whole celly

Didn't find nothing, still took my telly (Suck your mudda, pussio)

Come looking for phones but didn't find any

What's nine plus ten? Twenty-one

Grab the bells and load this gun

Hit his headie, I told him "Hold this one" (Su, su, su, su, su)

One (Woo, woo, woo, woo)

Purchase, purchase, can't find him, catch his friend and hurt him

BHA caught M2, had to burst him

Two with one, that's me, I'm a virgin

Let me end by saying free S, there's not a lot of real niggas left

Who you with? Where you been?

Who you shot? Who you cheffed?

Put my blade in his skin, bet I rip out your flesh

I'll press in front of the press

If my head get hot, every fuck get kweffed

Try gun lean and get shot from the back seat

Sixty plus points, we the wildest in west


[Chorus: SJ]

I'm swingin' my blade, tryna do him up proper, choppa

Me, I can't stop for a copper (No way)

And if the fed chase gets too crazy

Decamp the car and head straight to the blocka, blocka

Let me get my hands on a choppa

Rinse, the clip on your block, tryna drop one (Pow-pow)

Waps on the block, yeah, we lost one, cop ones

On the opp block, get the job done (Job done)

I'm swingin' my blade, tryna do him up proper, choppa

Me, I can't stop for a copper (No way)

And if the fed chase gets too crazy

Decamp the car and head straight to the blocka, blocka (To the block)

Let me get my hands on a choppa

Rinse, the clip on your block, tryna drop one (Pow-pow)

Waps on the block, yeah, we lost one, cop ones

On the opp block, get the job done (Job done)