SosMula – Choppa Style Lyrics

Choppa Style Lyrics – SosMula

Yung Germ
Ryder, turn me up
KLEAN UP KREW

Choppa style, choppa-choppa style, chop ’em, chop ’em down
Ride around, bitch, I’m out of town, never out of bounds
Choppa style, leather crocodile, bitch, I’m a problem
Chop some Prada towel, put you on a diet now, you quiet now
Choppa style, choppa-choppa style, chop ’em, chop ’em down
Ride around, bitch, I’m out of town, never out of bounds
Choppa style, leather crocodile, bitch, I’m a problem
Chop some Prada towel, put you on a diet now, you quiet now

Where you got your vest from? I just bought the best gun
Small gun, big gun, I cannot neglect nothin’
What the fuck are you talkin’ ’bout? My gun is out, don’t fear ones
Have you lil’ niggas fuckin’ running out your Air 1s (Sleezy)
Bitch just jackin’ MB’s, i was prackin’ rich sleeze, ho
Stackin’ riches, I’ll turn you swish cheese, huh
Got that coke, you try it now (Work), get you shot, I’m not around
Niggas better cryin’ ‘now, everybody dyin’ now

Choppa style, choppa-choppa style, chop ’em, chop ’em down
Ride around, bitch, I’m out of town, never out of bounds
Choppa style, leather crocodile, bitch, I’m a problem
Chop some Prada towel, put you on a diet now, you quiet now
Choppa style, choppa-choppa style, chop ’em, chop ’em down
Ride around, bitch, I’m out of town, never out of bounds
Choppa style, leather crocodile, bitch, I’m a problem
Chop some Prada towel, put you on a diet now, you quiet now