ฟังเพลงChange My Ways

Change My Ways - NLE Choppa

Lyrics by：Bryson Potts/Joshua Parker/Omar Gomez/Samuel David Jimenez

G-Got it on smash

OG Parker

Ayy

Mm

Mm

Mmm

Mmmm

D**n

Mhmm

Ayy

Mm

Mm

Mmm

Mmmm

Hell nah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Hop out on the block

Turn him to a sprinter

Turn him to a sprinter

I'm not in my car

I'm in a rental

I'm in a rental

If that n***a want beef

Take him to dinner

Ayy

I love my Glock

Got a lil' kick in her

Ayy

N***a know what goin' on

Ayy

We ain't talkin' on the phone

Ayy

If he don't leave me alone

I'ma have to get him gone

Yeah

Yeah

Retarded with this choppa like a n***a missin' chromosomes

Ayy

After we drop his body we gon' go and dump him off

Ayy

Don't run from this a*s whoopin'

A*s whoopin'

And if he run I grab my gun

Grab my gun

Ayy

Shoot him in his back or some

Back or some

I know he's dead

He's not shakin'

Not shakin'

Police call me

Beat that case

Beat that case

Before I eat

I say my grace

Say my grace

I seen my Crips and shake up Grape

Shake up Grape

You know that I can't change my ways

Yeah

Yeah

Ayy

I'm a creative thinker

Blunt in my finger

Catch me a rapper

Make him turn him to a singer

Brrr

Saw b***h in his eyes when a n***a had seent him

Ooo

If a n***a had the pipe

I would have d**n near cleaned him

Brrt

In the trap fool

Trap

Trap

Trap

With the sack fool

Sellin' dog food

Hit the back door 'cause a n***a seen the law

Fool

N***a had to shoot him because he a tall dude

Ayy

Ayy

I ain't finna fight no man

I'm a small dude

Ayy

Ayy

We was them n***as trappin' with them K's

Trappin' with them K's

The difference between me and you

B***h I'm paid

I'm paid

Bullet flew past my face in the shootout

I'm brave

I'm brave

If he send a diss

Then he gon' die today

Paid that b***h just to give me the drop

Brrr

I'ma trade him a Draco

A Glock

For another Glock

A Glock

Little do he know that Choppa dirty as a mop

Ayy

Man I needed me some shoes 'cause I ran from the narcs

Hop out on the block

Turn him to a sprinter

Turn him to a sprinter

I'm not in my car

I'm in a rental

I'm in a rental

If that n***a want beef

Take him to dinner

Take him to dinner

I love my Glock

Got a lil' kick in her

Got a lil' kick in her

N***a know what goin' on

We ain't talkin' on the phone

On the phone

If he don't leave me alone

I'ma have to get him gone

Get him gone

Retarded with this choppa like a n***a missin' chromosomes

Missin' chromosomes

After we drop his body we gon' go and dump him off

Dump him off

Don't run from this a*s whoopin'

A*s whoopin'

And if he run I grab my gun

Grab my gun

Ayy

Shoot him in his back or some

Back or some

I know he's dead

He's not shaken

Not shaken

Police call me

Beat that case

Beat that case

Before I eat

I say my grace

Say my grace

I seen my Crips and shake up Grape

Shake up Grape

You know that I can't change my ways

Change my ways

Can't change my ways for a b***h n***a

Yup

You told what you saw

You a snitch n***a

Rat

And where I'm from

Keep a stick n***a

And keep you a mask when you stick n***as

Brrt

And keep you a glove when you blick n***as

Yeah

I don't pop s**t

I pop gun triggers

I'm the KKK 'cause I keep killin' n***as

Brrt

Brrt

Brrt

I don't care where you at

We gon' finish n***as

Yeah

Kill a n***a then pop up at the wake

Slime in the cut

He got popped by a Grape

Slime

Face shot out the Drac'

Ain't no way he gon' make it

Ayy

Tell his momma that I did it

Better get your baby

Ayy

White boy in the cut with the guns

Slim Shady

Ayy

White boy with the ball in the cut

Tom Brady

Ayy

I'm all ready on gang

Why this n***a try to play

Ayy

Hollow tip for a cop if that n***a try to tase me

Ayy

Ayy

Mmm

Mmm

Mmm

Mmm

NLE the Top Shotta

Bombs like Al-Qaeda

This s**t get spooky

N***a

No cap

NLE the Top Shotta got the bombs like Al-Qaeda

This s**t get real fishy

On God

NLE the Top Shotta got the bombs like Al-Qaeda

We creep around these streets

Hunnid deep

NLE the Top Shotta got the bombs like Al-Qaeda

We'll do that

We'll do that

Give that boy a blue bag

We'll do that

Hunnid some shots

Come do that

Brrt

Brrt

Brrt

Brrt

Brrt

Ayy

Brrt

Brrt

Brrt

Ayy

Ayy

Ayy

Ayy

Ayy

NLE the Top Shotta got the bombs like Al-Qaeda