Young Chop - Feds Intro lyrics

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Young Chop - Feds Intro lyrics

[Hook] Hit a n***a up I don't give a f** I'mma smoke tooka 'til I lose it Hit a n***a with this mothaf**in' Uzi Leave a n***a mothaf**in' clueless Take a Swisher blunt and fill it up I can't hear the noise cause that's how I do it Smoking sticky weed cause that's how I grew it Four wheel drive n***a how I flew it Up this choppa then hit you up Then pick you up that b**h lift you up I dropped some racks and I picked it up Ballin', take the ball and kick it up Pull on your block with a lot of guns Let off a lot of shots now it's red n***a Ain't no yellow tape it's red n***a Still watching out for the feds n***a [Verse 1] Hit a n***a up I don't give a f** I'll do d** 'til I'm dead n***a Middle fingers n***a no lead n***a Then get shots to the head n***a Come through spark when I can n***a Start running hope yo p**y a** gets winded n***a There's a gun tucked in my unders and up this b**h thunder I'ma chase your a** while you running Smoking sticky pack stinky onion I come though and I'm stunting I'm always fresh like I'm going to a luncheon Spent twenty bands today, got twenty bands this morning I'm in London with Kanye and we smoking on that chronic For him throw your a** in a lake These bullets have your p**y a** running I wonder, I wonder why these f** n***as be stunting d**h row you ain't even gotta play I know your p**y a** watching [Hook] [Verse 2] Lil' Fufu a** where they do that at Where who be at where you be at Pull up on a n***a block where foolie at Catch your a** n***a where your toolie at I'm high b**h like Cooly a** You ain't making no hits yo bootie a** Come through with my guns and they loonie a** Shooting at any n***a goofy a** My cuckoo a** came through with a mac My Zoes come through and put a tool on your a** You got a lil dash, I got two in the dash Rich f** n***a gon' lose his gas Got my j**els in the coup and the goo with the loop We be the goo when the goo in the bag Moving the crews and I'm moving the loot Whip pistols, catch you, it's a trap Never like it n***a know how I move With tools a gang a crew and goo Running them hoes get it back them Rolls I loop I loop I loop I loop I don't give a f** I run my shooters They shoot and shoot and shoot and shoot R.I.P BL double O D soo woo, soo woo, soo woo, soo woo [Hook]