Correction Lyrics Let’s Play by Young Chop

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Yeah
Young Chop
Yeah
Chopsquad Records
Let's get it
(It's Young Kros on the beat)

It's a shootout where my n***a stay, he don't wanna play with me
They found out where I f**kin' stay, I popped out with that f**kin' K
Hop out in that 'Rari, Wraith, I do the dash on the E-way
n***as wanna f**kin' play, I put that pistol to his face
He don't really wanna play, I ride by my lonely, bae
She don't really wanna f**k with me, she want this money, ayy
Toppin' off them n***as, yeah, she a lil' thot thot
Or a lil' bop-bop, n***a sippin' Wock', Wock'

I'm a big old boss, I'm a big old flexer
n***as be talkin' down, have lil' bro 'nem stretch 'em
Been tryna stay by my lonely, get to tweakin', let 'em know
Get that cutter in, got the stars in the show
In the stars, I'm goin' ghost, n***as better play they role
All my n***as, they gon' slide, they gon' kill for me, though
Oh, oh, oh
n***as don't want no smoke
These n***as don't want no smoke
It's a shootout where my n***a stay, he don't wanna play with me
They found out where I f**kin' stay, I popped out with that f**kin' K
Hop out in that 'Rari, Wraith, I do the dash on the E-way
n***as wanna f**kin' play, I put that pistol to his face
He don't really wanna play, I ride by my lonely, bae
She don't really wanna f**k with me, she want this money, ayy
Toppin' off them n***as, yeah, she a lil' thot thot
Or a lil' bop-bop, n***a sippin' Wock', Wock'

n***as wanna knock me off my top spot, n***a, I ain't goin'
Keep that pistol, I'm blowin', y'all n***as know who to play with
Couple shooters on standby, n***as know when that lead fly
Yeah, shot a n***a, that's no standby
Yeah, you reap what you sow
Y'all not livin' what you rappin' 'bout
Y'all f**kin' with a boss, n***a, get your ass tossed, n***a
I keep that strap by my boot, my n***as down for whatever
Body, baby, need shovels, dig his ass a new grave, six feet
Hell yeah, I'm deep in these streets
They play with me (They play with me)
Hell yeah, she gorgeous, drop dead, she R.I.P. (She R.I.P.)
All this sneak dissin', yeah, it's beneath me
That's why I stay my distance from these pussies
It's a shootout where my n***a stay, he don't wanna play with me
They found out where I f**kin' stay, I popped out with that f**kin' K
Hop out in that 'Rari, Wraith, I do the dash on the E-way
n***as wanna f**kin' play, I put that pistol to his face
He don't really wanna play, I ride by my lonely, bae
She don't really wanna f**k with me, she want this money, ayy
Toppin' off them n***as, yeah, she a lil' thot thot
Or a lil' bop-bop, n***a sippin' Wock', Wock'

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