Plies

Plies - Choppa Zone lyrics

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[Hook: Plies]

Better ride with your fire

Stay ya ass home

Why?

Becasue you in a muthafuckin chopper zone!

And any SECOND A nigga LIABLE TO cut them choppers on.

Why?

Cuz you in a mutha fuckin chooper zone!

Where thEM jack boyz hang an where da goonz roam

Why?

Cuz you in a muthafuckin chopper zone!

Keep one in tha chamber cuz cockin it take too long!

Why?

Cuz you in a muthafuckin chopper zone!

[Verse 1:]

The crackers got a law called 10-20-life

The streets got a law called ride wit your fire

A street nigga so the street law I live by

In these streets nigga only the smart survive

[gunshots]

The crackers got a law called 10-20-life

The streets got a law called ride wit your fire

A street nigga so the street law I live by

In these streets nigga only the smart survive

Cuz where the weak an the pussy niggas get tried

Thug niggas don't respect money they respect fire

So if got to you better stay strapped or die

Better walk light and keep your head on tha swivel

Make sure you stay at arms reach on ya pistol

Don't let him fool ya keep ya eye on the young nigga

Keep thinkin he sweet and he gon be the bitch ta kill ya

And if you pull it ya betta use it, thats all I gotta tell ya

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]

If you aint from around here you betta keep ya doors locked

With your windows wound up with your shit cocked

Cuz them crackers gon have you on the news at six'o' clock

Slumped over in your shit with a head shot

Cuz if it look sweet niggas tryin off top

The last four days around here a bitch done got shot

And all you see is yellow tape and white chalk

Thats where the doors get kicked, heads get bussed

And run your dick sucker live will get you clapped up

Cuz them hot slugs will fill yo lil ass up

So if you think it look fishy you better buss

Cuz you in a chopper zone and choppers is a must

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]

The funeral home down here nigga its big business

I aint seen a fight in five years boy niggas spittin

When niggas shoot choppers hard to do too much missin

Niggas gettin up on ya ass now, aint no long distance

You see a nigga bend that corner you better start shippin

Cuz its too late to move when that thang start rippin

Dont take nothin but one of them hot ones to leave yo ass finished

And that lil mouth you got on you gon leave yo azz drippin!

[Hook: until end]

Thanks to BREEZY for these lyrics

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