NLE Choppa - Let Em Know lyrics

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NLE Choppa - Let Em Know lyrics

[Intro] You know how we be comin' behind this murder sh*t You know how we comin' behind on some gang sh*t (Red dead, I'm so fu*kin' bumpin', bro) Crip, NLE Brrt, ayy [Chorus] ni**a thought I was a b*tch, so you know I let 'em know (I let 'em know) I'm head huncho of the gang, so you know I'm general (I'm head huncho) You not a gangster, got to b*tchin' when the judge sentence you (Yeh, yeh, yeh) You sent some shots and got to missin', boy, you know we bulletproof (Ayy, ayy, ayy) We gettin' the 'bows and come out the water (And come out the water) Been wipin' my drip, I feel like the cars (I feel like the cars) Put the dirt on my name, I just go harder (Go harder) Got hit with this stick, he need a doctor (He need a doctor) If he get the pack, then you know I'ma stretch him I shot at the head, but the bullet hit neck (Ayy) And I'm pullin' this trigger, I get too aggressive (Ayy) And all of your ni**as, they fold under pressure (Ayy) [Verse 1] Don't want that b*tch, she not my type (She not my type) She want my dick, I hit one night (One night) I put it in, it grip me tight She call me papi, that I like Glock in the cut, it's under the pillow (It's under the pillow) b*tch, I see him, I swear I'ma drill him (Brrt) Show no cap, I was raised by killers (Brrt) Up the pole and smoke, confront my ni**a (Brrt, brrt) You know how we get in, you know he get knocked back, ni**a You just met with the Glock and put it on top back, ni**a It's first-degree murder, we don't do assault, my ni**a Left that boy in the scene, caution tape, white chalk that ni**a This sh*t can get deadly, tell that ni**a that I said it We leavin' ni**as in the paramedics Ayy, Fruit Ninja, choppa pop yo' melons And I'm shootin' sh*t like I'm J.J. Redick [Chorus] ni**a thought I was a b*tch, so you know I let 'em know (I let 'em know) I'm head huncho of the gang, so you know I'm general (I'm general) You not a gangster, got to b*tchin' when the judge sentence you (When the judge sentence you) You sent some shots and got to missin', boy, you know we bulletproof (Boy, you know we bulletproof) We gettin' the 'bows and come out the water (And come out the water) Been wipin' my drip, I feel like the cars (I feel like the cars) Put the dirt on my name, I just go harder (I just go harder) Got hit with this stick, he need a doctor (He need a doctor) If he get the pack, you know I'ma stretch him (Head huncho) I shot at the head, but the bullet hit neck (Uh-huh) And I'm pullin' this trigger, I get too aggressive And all of your ni**as, they fold under pressure [Verse 2] (Put me in), oh, you can get punched out (Ayy) ni**as know what these guns 'bout I was thuggin' hard on a lower level See me up now and I feel better (Yeah) Kill one then my trap on lock Pockets on swole, they look like knots (Yeah) She play with her nose, snot-not-not Hit it from the back, go, baow-baow-baow The beat start changin', bangin' retarded (Huh) I think about murder, this sh*t now I'm harvestin' (Ayy) I said what I meant, I don't say no sorry (Yeah) My feelings and pride, it's my priority (Yeah) Ran off on a ni**a, I don't give a fu*k (I don't give a fu*k, ni**a) Slit homie's throat, but we do it in public (We do it in public, ni**a) Police talkin' then you gave 'em a subject (Ayy) I sat in the room, I didn't say nothin' [Chorus] ni**a thought I was a b*tch, so you know I let 'em know (I let 'em know) I'm head huncho of the gang, so you know I'm general (I'm general) You not a gangster, got to b*tchin' when the judge sentence you (When the judge sentence you) You sent some shots and got to missin', boy, you know we bulletproof (Boy, you know we bulletproof) We gettin' the 'bows and come out the water (And come out the water) Been wipin' my drip, I feel like the cars (I feel like the cars) Put the dirt on my name, I just go harder (I just go harder) Got hit with this stick, he need a doctor (He need a doctor) If he get the pack, you know I'ma stretch him (Head huncho) I shot at the head, but the bullet hit neck (Uh-huh) And I'm pullin' this trigger, I get too aggressive And all of your ni**as, they fold under pressure [Outro] NLE the Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda Brrt, ayy, brrt, ayy Hmm, hmm Ra-ta-tat Ra-ta-tat, brrt, ayy Ra-ta-tat, brrt, ayy Know we gon' slash that ni**a (ni**a) ni**a, what?