Twista

Twista - Choppaz In My Lap lyrics

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[Hook x2:]

Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap

You don't want that drama boy, choppas in my lap, my lap

Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap

You don't want that drama boy, choppas in my lap, my lap

Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap

Fuck around and play with me

I fuck around and snap



Mars road, we got em, calicos, we got em

Niggas in the street be hoes

If you really wanna fuck with guns, we got em

I don't fuck around with vultures

Bitch niggas is [?]

Come too close I'ma let roam wide

Cause popping them thangs is in my culture

I'm a boss I'm in my crime

Never suffer I'm on my grind

I gotta be safe, pistol in the waist

So I got that strap across my thighs

I'ma jump back when I get that info

Up that thang out the window

Hit up anybody that be standing in the area

Then peel off, 10 4

Chi town like that, socks is on my hat

I got them coppers on my back

Because them choppas on my lap

Might be the 30 cal, stay late

Plus the ak, got the Ak

It's a pay day

So every motherfucker that be stunting on the block

Better vacate



[Hook x2:]

Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap

You don't want that drama boy, choppas in my lap, my lap

Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap

You don't want that drama boy, choppas in my lap, my lap

Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap

Fuck around and play with me

I fuck around and snap



Black skully, black mask,

Fuck that black I need all white when I blast

See my face, I hit all face when I blast

Hopped out the scooter in the Bentley

Do the whole dash

You murder mine, I murder yours

I'm from Illinois, you can kill that noise

I got plenty toys, choppas the whole 9

Take me out, I got goons that will handle mine

Black and gold, you bury me

Drop the top through the ab, when you carry me

Let my jiggle scream, fuck them what they getting be

Catch my killer, shake his hand then go and kill him kid



[Hook x2:]

Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap

You don't want that drama boy, choppas in my lap, my lap

Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap

You don't want that drama boy, choppas in my lap, my lap

Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap

Fuck around and play with me

I fuck around and snap



Banana clip, gorillas

How many trimmers and more spitters

How many dreamers and more killers

Surrounded by kingpin drug dealers

Choppas on my lap right, I'ma up that bitch like every night

Motherfuckers steady sitting like fucking kites

Like niggas gonna let that die down

Got a flight now, you in Chi Town

Spit around, take the round

This is where you bow down

Let me get into my motherfucking zone now

Put about 6 more, let me fix those

Nigga with the barrel

Spit the whole clip like an arrow

Knock out his bone marrow

Bitch I own ? 35's and 9's nigga

Your bitch screaming, bodies leaning

Niggas die, nigga

And we swanging everyday on the grind nigg

And when you cross the line

Niggas die, nigga



[Hook x2:]

Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap

You don't want that drama boy, choppas in my lap, my lap

Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap

You don't want that drama boy, choppas in my lap, my lap

Choppas in my lap, my lap, choppas in my lap, my lap

Fuck around and play with me

I fuck around and snap.

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