NLE Choppa – Final Warning

Download clean vinyl LP CD free mp3 audio song by NLE Choppa and this music is titled “Final Warning”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of an album which is titled “Final Warning” And it was released in the year 2021.

 

Listen up below with the full lyrics.

 

Final Warning Lyrics

Dun, dun, dun

NLE the Top Shotta got bombs like Al-Qaeda

(Damn E, this shit exclusive)

Ayy, ayy

Never send a threat on the internet just to prove a point

That dissin’, don’t get into that, we leavin’ that to the informants

Don’t inform me about who informin’, that’s yo’ final warnin’

7.62’s sting like a Bumblebee, he start transformin’

Send yo’ homies on the drill, but they ain’t never make it back

Shoot up the Scat, we left it flat, he died on the impact

My shooter he a gym rat, but never mentioned who he cracked

And put you on the news, and I bet his family viewed that

Slide by myself before I call a nigga

My fingernails dirty ’cause I’m still a gravedigger

And we ain’t cappin’ on wax, if we never pulled the trigger

And Goon steady puttin’ Jimmy Glow up in his Swisher (Jimmy)

Never been the one to save the day, I’m the one clutchin’ on the Drac’

Make sure he don’t get away, a opp the only thing I chase

In a full race the back of his neck hit the ground to the K

Walk up to him, C Grape stood over, put one in his face

Murkin’ what my soul say, I’m slidin’ with this stowaway

My heater for a cold day

Leave a nigga in disarray (come here, come here, come here)

Better stay up in the house

Like the nigga from That’s So Raven (come here, come here, come here, yeah)

Catch that nigga walkin’ out (yeah, yeah)

We in the bushes, we been waitin’ (ayy, ayy, ayy)

Never send a threat on the internet just to prove a point

That dissin’, don’t get into that, we leavin’ that to the informants

Don’t inform me about who informin’, that’s yo’ final warnin’

7.62’s sting like a Bumblebee, he start transformin’

Send yo’ homies on the drill, but they ain’t never make it back

Shoot up the Scat, we left it flat, he died on the impact

My shooter he a gym rat, but never mentioned who he cracked

And put you on the news, and I bet his family viewed that

Ayy, smilin’ on my mugshot ’cause I know my bond money good

I ain’t missed a heartbeat, I’m out the next day it’s understood (bitch, it’s understood)

To the Broward County Police, lick my nuts and suck my wood (tell ’em, “Suck my dick”)

First day tray and nigga you start muggin’, wish a nigga would

Doin’ donuts in the SRT, I crashed into a tree (skrrt-skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)

Rolls truck the next week, money ain’t been shit to me

Ridin’ with a full clip, but the gas tank on E

Slidin’ like a cruise ship, wet you up like a jet ski (come here, come here)

Livin’ to a hundred and three, that’s the OG Grape in me

Auntie wanna pray for me, better pray for my enemies

Life ain’t gave me lemons so I start clutchin’ the lemon squeeze

Had a AR F15, And two Glocks, .223’s (like I’m George)

Never send a threat on the internet just to prove a point

That dissin’, don’t get into that, we leavin’ that to the informants

Don’t inform me about who informin’, that’s yo’ final warnin’

7.62’s sting like a Bumblebee, he start transformin’

Send yo’ homies on the drill, but they ain’t never make it back

Shoot up the Scat, we left it flat, he died on the impact

My shooter he a gym rat, but never mentioned who he cracked

And put you on the news, and I bet his family viewed that

 

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