Let Em Know Lyrics by NLE Choppa is latest English song with music also given by him. Let Em Know song lyrics are written by NLE Choppa.
Let Em Know Song Detail
Singer: NLE Choppa
Composer: NLE Choppa
Lyrics by: NLE Choppa
Let Em Know NLE Choppa
You know how we be comin’ behind this murder shit
You know how we comin’ behind them guns shit
Crip, NLE
Ni**a thought I was a bi**h, so you know I let ’em know (I let ’em know)
I’m head huncho of the gang, so you know I’m general
You not a gangster got to bi**hin’ when the judge sentence you (Yeh, yeh, yeh)
You sent some shots and got to missin’, boy you know we bulletproof (Ayy)
We get in the bows and come out the water (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, 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 agressive (Ayy)
And all of your ni**as, they fold under pressure (Ayy)
Don’t want that bi**h, she not my type
She want my dick, I hit 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
Bi**h, I saw him, I swear I’ma drill him
Show no cap, I was raised by killers
Up the pole and then smoke, come pop my ni**a
You know how we get in, you know he get knocked back, ni**a
Ayy, you just met with the Glock and put it on top back, ni**a
Ayy, It’s for the murder, we don’t do a song, my ni**a
Leave that boy in the scene, caution tape, white chalk that ni**a
This shit can get deadly, tell that ni**a that I said it
We leavin’ ni**as in the paramedics
A fruit ninja, choppa pop yo’ melons
And I’m shootin’ shit like I’m J.J. Redick
Ni**a thought I was a bi**h, so you know I let ’em know (I let ’em know)
I’m head huncho of the gang, so you know I’m general
You not a gangster got to bi**hin’ when the judge sentence you (Yeh, yeh, yeh)
You sent some shots and got to missin’, boy you know we bulletproof (Ayy)
We get in the bows and come out the water (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, you know I’ma stretch him
I shot at the head, but the bullet hit neck
And I’m pullin’ this trigger, I get too agressive
And all of your ni**as, they fold under pressure
Coming in, ooh, you can get punched up
Ni**as know what these guns ’bout
I was thuggin’ hard on a lower level
See me up now in the field better
Kill one then my trap on lock
Pockets on swole, they look like [?]
She play with her nose, [?]
Hit from the back, baow, baow, baow
The beat start changin’, bangin’ retarded
I think ’bout murder, this shit now I’m harvestin’
I said what I meant, I don’t say no sorry
My feelings and pride, it’s my priority
Ran off on a ni**a, I don’t give a fu** (I don’t give a fu**, ni**a)
Slit homies throat, we do it in public
The police talkin’, you gave them a subject
I sat in the room, I didn’t say nothin’
Ni**a thought I was a bi**h, so you know I let ’em know (I let ’em know)
I’m head huncho of the gang, so you know I’m general
You not a gangster got to bi**hin’ when the judge sentence you (Yeh, yeh, yeh)
You sent some shots and got to missin’, boy you know we bulletproof (Ayy)
We get in the bows and come out the water (Come out the water)
Been wipin’ my drip, 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
If he get the pack, you know I’ma stretch him
I shot at the head, but the bullet hit neck
And I’m pullin’ this trigger, I get too agressive
And all of your ni**as, they fold under pressure
NLE, Top Shotta, got the bomb like Al-Qaeda
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