"Sad Song" lyrics

Stunna 4 Vegas & Spinabenz Lyrics

"Sad Song"

Let my chopper sing a sad song (Noisy on the beat)
Bah, bah
Mm, mm, mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm (Get your bitch ass down)
I let my chopper sing a—
Uh, uh, I let my chopper sing a sad song (Song)
Uh-huh (Fah, fah)
Uh, uh
I let my chopper sing a sad song, uh, uh
I let my chopper, uh-huh
I let my chopper sing a sad song (My chopper sing)
Turn a happy home into a sad home (Chopper sing a sad song)
I let my chopper sing a sad song (Fah)
Uh-huh, I let my chopper, uh-huh (Fft, grrt, grah)
Uh, uh, uh

I let my chopper sing, I won't leave the crib without it (Uh-uh)
I know she got my back if I get into battery (On some shit, come on)
Now fuck that, I ain't finna battle (Nigga, fuck that)
I might let my chopper spit, bitch, we might get to wildin' (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
I don't woof on that 'net, nigga, we promote the violence (We promote the violence)
I drop a check, get him wet, when it's done, come get the bounty (Come on)
Nigga, don't be reachin' for my neck, I'll shoot your head off 'bout these diamonds (Boom, boom, get down)
I drop back a Perc', be higher than a pilot (Uh-uh)
Rock his ass to sleep, we slime him out, I'm so cannibal (Come on)
I let my chopper sing a sad song, we pull up right beside him (Where he at? Get down)
I keep my chopper like my back bone, I love her like my mama (On God)
She was there when I ain't have nothin', so I keep her right beside me (Duh, blatt, blatt)
I let my chopper sing a lullaby (Yeah)
We was chillin' at the 'yo, that was our alibi (That was our alibi, still a clue)
Cross a nigga quick just like I'm Ali now (Cross a nigga quick, grah, grah)
Press a button on the switch, then swing it side to side (Press a button on that switch, fft, go)
Uh-huh, I love my chopper like my main ho (Just like my main bitch, chopper like my main bitch)
I don't need no security, shit, who I came with? (Come on)
Uh, I finger fuck the trigger, leave his brains split
I let my chopper sing and when she sing I tell her, "Sing, bitch" (Boom, boom, boom)

I let my chopper sing a sad song (Duh, my chopper sing, go)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Let my chopper sing)
I let my chopper sing a sad song (I love how my chopper sing, graow, bah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Uh-huh, I love how my chopper sing, brrt)
Turn a happy home into a sad home (Ah, uh-huh, duh)
Chopper sing a sad song (Fft, my chopper sing)
Happy home into a, uh-huh (Spin, Spin, uh-huh, my chop sung)

I grab my chopper, swang and beat blocks (Beat blocks)
Shootin' out the whip and now my chopper singin' beatbox (Grah)
I don't tolerate 'em when I type, I delete opps (Delete opps)
Been watchin' these niggas stop for thirty minutes, he caught three shh
He prolly thinkin' he gon' come out, then catch a full, bitch
He not [?], bitch, he pot, I don't, I don't smoke that ho-ass shit you smoke, put that weed out
Watch how my chop sing like a lullaby, bitches sleep, uh (Uh, it's hot)
They said, bitch, I'm shootin' so loud the neighbors heard this shit from here
Love to freestyle, I know them niggas in the grave, they mad, we livin', they dead and we not (And we not)
Tell my lil' nigga in prison to stay out, I'ma send it through green dot
One-one opp, two-two opps, three-three opps, I remember that's so much strike 'cause we ride for us
We only woke up to go seek opps (Grrt)

I let my chopper sing a sad song (Sad song, ayy, let my chopper sing)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Go, go, go, woah, go, go, my chopper sing)
I let my chopper sing a sad song (What? I love how my chopper sing)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Grah, I love how my chopper sing)
I let my chopper sing a sad song (Sad song, I love how my chopper, go)
Turn a happy home into a sad home (Go, go, sad home)
I let my chopper sing a sad song (Ayy, let my chopper sing, ayy)
Happy home into a, uh-huh, my chop sung (Go, dead nigga, uh-huh, my chop sung)

I grab my chopper, swang and beat blocks (Beat blocks)
Shootin' out the whip and now my chopper singin' beatbox (Beatbox)
I don't tolerate 'em when I type, I delete opps (Delete opps)
Watchin' this nigga crib for thirty minutes, he caught three bucks
Wait 'til he come out, then catch a full, boom, he pot (Blick)


Writer(s): Khalick Antonio Caldwell, Roney James Williams Jr.
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