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Camelot

NLE Choppa
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[00:04.83] Yeah (Da, da, da, da, da, da)

[00:06.65] Huh, huh, huh

[00:11.18] I ain't gon' say too much when a nigga speakin' on that hot shit

[00:14.43] Fuck the police, 'cause them bitches ain't gon' stop shit

[00:17.15] Oppositions mad, if they play they gettin' popped quick

[00:19.90] Flyest nigga in the game, yeah, I'm a cockpit

[00:22.66] Posted on Camelot, wit' a hunnid some' shottas

[00:25.15] I be swimmin' wit' the sharks, lil' nigga, you a lobster

[00:28.15] Bullets heat a nigga up, like he eatin' on some pasta

[00:30.65] And shoutout to Kingston, I keep me some Rastas

[00:33.66] My niggas trappin' out the bando, shoutout to the Migos

[00:36.18] If a nigga knock wrong, shoot him through the peephole

[00:38.91] The trap always open, bitch, we ain't never closed

[00:41.66] We movin' them packs and we movin' them kilos

[00:44.40] Step one, step two, do my dance in this bitch

[00:46.92] Got a hundred some' drums like a band in this bitch

[00:49.91] Man, she keep on bitchin', all that naggin' and shit

[00:52.42] Ho, shut the fuck up and just gag on this dick

[00:55.15] I'm a side nigga, and I love when she swallow

[00:58.18] If a nigga say something, hit him wit' a hollow

[01:00.92] That Glizzy, knock ya' meat out ya' taco

[01:03.66] Flexin' on these bitches, they call me Johnny Bravo

[01:06.41] School of hard knocks, let me take you to class

[01:09.17] My bitch is real skinny, but she got a lot of ass

[01:11.90] I love counting money, I get a lot of cash

[01:14.40] If you try to take it from me, his toe gon' have a tag

[01:17.18] I ain't gon' say too much when a nigga speakin' on that hot shit

[01:20.15] Fuck the police, 'cause them bitches ain't gon' stop shit

[01:22.91] Oppositions mad, if they play they gettin' popped quick

[01:25.65] Flyest nigga in the game, bitch, I'm a cockpit

[01:28.41] Posted on Camelot, wit' a hunnid some' shottas

[01:30.88] I be swimmin' wit' the sharks, lil' nigga, you a lobster

[01:33.67] Bullets heat a nigga up, like he eatin' on some pasta

[01:36.39] And shoutout to Kingston, I keep me some Rastas

[01:39.19] All up in the party, you know we keep them carbines

[01:42.14] Bring a nigga chills like I work at Baskin-Robbins

[01:44.91] I love Batman, but a young nigga robbin'

[01:47.64] Firework show 'cause my niggas get to sparkin'

[01:50.40] I'm a hothead, I'll crash any second

[01:52.92] He speakin' on who? Send his bitch ass to heaven

[01:55.14] Extended clips when we tote them MAC-11's

[01:57.66] My niggas, they be Crippin', they be screamin' out them sevens

[02:00.89] Why you investigating me? 'Cause I don't know a thing

[02:03.67] And I'ma always keep it solid, I'll never sing

[02:06.91] You know I'm Shotta Fam, always gotta rep the gang

[02:09.41] He kept on dissin', so a nigga had to snatch his brain, huh?

[02:12.15] Had to snatch his brain, huh?

[02:15.15] I had to snatch his brain, yeah

[02:17.89] I had to make it rain

[02:20.41] R. Kelly, let that fuckin' chopper sing, yeah

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