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NLE Choppa - Murda Talk [Official Lyrics Video]

Watch the official lyrics video for Murda Talk by NLE Choppa from the album Top Shotta. 🔔 Subscribe to the channel: https://youtube.com/c/NLECHOPPA?sub_c... Listen to Top Shotta here: https://nlechoppa.lnk.to/topshotta Merch: https://warnerrecords.lnk.to/choppastore Follow NLE Choppa: Txt: (901)245-5603 Web: https://nlechoppa.com Email: https://nlechoppa.com/mailing-list Instagram:   / nlechoppamusic   Facebook:   / nlechoppamusic   Twitter:   / nlechoppa1   Snapchat:   / nlechoppamusic   TikTok: @NLEChoppaMusic Triller: @NLEChoppa NLE Choppa is a Memphis-born rapper renowned for his hits “Walk Em Down,” “Shotta Flow,” “Famous Hoes,” “Birdboy,” “Free Youngboy,” “Blocc Is Hot,” and “Camelot.” He worked with artists like Roddy Rich, 50 cent, Blueface, and Lil Baby — amassing billions of global streams and earned the #1 spot on Billboard’s Emerging Artist Chart. Lyrics: A hunnid shottas, two oppas, I bet this glock I pop em A hunnid shottas, two oppas, I bet this glock I pop em A hunnid shottas, two oppas, I bet this glock I pop em Ay, I think lil homie scared fool, he say I’m ready fool So I gave him that lil dirty tool, he say he finish dude Say he caught him slippin, got the clip, and knocked him out his shoes Mommas cryin’, niggas dying, pussy thats what shottas do Creep on yo block, real slow, tint on my window Mask on, gloves on, you know the clip extendo Ay don’t look down that window, open up that door and chase his ass Put two up in his back and then I walk em down and face his ass Said he want some smoke, well you know I had to lace his ass Opposition hoe, gave me throat why she was shaking ass My pops said don’t give him that glock cause you know he gon fuckin crash If a nigga catch me in a jam, you know I let it ride My life or yours, pussy nigga Im gon let me decide We shoot first, we dont shoot back So you niggas better duck and hide I got the drac in trench coat Send shots, up through the window I got the glock, a gen four We pop his top, and then we go Trafficking birds, like Nino We live him lost, like Nemo All black attire, emo Short time to live, like chemo If the numbers right, your nigga kill you, call it bingo You better watch, your lingo My niggas slide, for Gino I need to slow down on them thirties, cause I keep on throwing up I threw back two of them bitches, so it gave me bubble guts I got my pistol with me Got the semi with me Ridin in the hemi I was thuggin’ hard in juvenile, I had the rules bending They like damn you left the clip empty Yeah I left that clip empty Yeah Im killa so some come tempt me Memphis shooters, like the grizzlies Shoot his baby momma, in his chest Damn near knocked her titty I’m off a couple fucking percocets, I feel my body lifted Why the fuck that boy, he got a vest We pop his top, and dip it Drive by in a Honda Civic, so they know lil Choppa did it Hop out, boys on the blocc Niggas ran, like they seen the narcs Hit him in his thigh, hit him in his back, make him drop Oh he still alive, let me finish that, pop his top I dont fantasize, them bodies in my mind, and I cant stop Nigga know I keep a glock #OfficialLyricsVideo #NLEChoppa #MurdaTalk #WeAreWarnerRecords