° Free Download Of This Amazing Song “MP3 From The Heart by DJ Booker & NLE Choppa”
° Duration: 03:17
° Recorded: 2023
Experience the captivating essence of an amazing recording artist DJ Booker & NLE Choppa who has just released a remarkable art creation in form of a music titled “From The Heart”.
This song is one of the upcoming album project which will comes fully prepared with many amazing tracks while featuring other legendary artist
As you all know, DJ Booker & NLE Choppa An award-winning artist has really done well in the music domain, All the recently released songs trended across the continent and beyond, that is why this one is a must-listen aswell.
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From The Heart Lyrics by DJ Booker & NLE Choppa;
[Intro]
Hmm
Ooh
[Verse 1]
Different bitches every night, yeah you know I’m livin’ elegant
“Choppa you a prophet”, they like “that young nigga heaven sent”
Prayin’ to the Lord every night like the reverend
I know my prayers workin’ ’cause the Lord keep on blessin’ me
Look up to Nipsey Hussle, yeah I’m a bone thug (A bone thug)
A couple bitches then you know I might disown her (Disown her)
She say that she ain’t swallow nut, you got me fucked up (You got me fucked up)
You better swallow every bit ’til it’s in yo’ gut
Godzilla when I walk, I’m a big stepper (I’m a big stepper)
A demon seed child like I’m prayin’ to the devil (I’m prayin’ to the devil)
If I ain’t had that talk with God, I would’ve been stretched up (I would’ve been stretched up)
And if her pussy wasn’t good, I would’ve been left her (I would’ve been left her)
Don’t give a fuck about you, I give a fuck about me
Don dada, Rastafarian, Jamaican in me
You know I never graduated but it’s first degree (Yeah!)
The Percocets they gettin’ weak, I’m finna sip me some lean (Nah, nah)
Hey, I ease my mind smoking dope (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
‘Cause I can’t lie, I had my mind blown
No love, don’t live here no more (Don’t live here no more)
And plus, I’m in a different state and different time zone
[?] a bitch to come and fill my needs
I wish the happiness could sit up on the Christmas tree (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You hear ’em call out loud ’cause my soul bleed
You smokin’ loud right now, but I’m lonely
A lot of problems, I ain’t got no one to talk to
And where’s God? I just need someone to walk to (To walk to)
And I just got 20k for a walkthrough (For a walkthrough)
But I was just on the block handing out that dog food
You wanna feel pain? Step inside my shoes
You wanna be hurt but had no one to cry to (No one to cry to)
I gave that nigga somethin’ to eat, but he want my food (He want my food)
She sucked the dick the first date, that’s what the bag do (The bag do)
I pop a Perc’ every day, I turn into a junky (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
A real Crip, but this blood sittin’ on my money (Yeah, a real Crip)
I shot ten, he shot twelve, that’s a dime a dozen (Brrrr)
I’m back up on that murder, bitch it ain’t no repercussion
[Bridge]
[?] gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang (Gang, gang, gang)
Don’t you reach for my fucking chain, chain (Don’t you reach nigga)
I swear to god we gon’ make it rain, rain (Fuck, Brrrr)
Lotta’ motherfuckin’ [?] (Bitch!, bitch!) (Yeah!)
And these dead [?] out my body (mean this shit nigga)
30’s in a [?] ( We on a [?], we gon’ do it for real nigga)
I dont’ cut off nobody (Im’a kill for my niggas[?])
[?] (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Fuck a famous hoe on my dick, want some clout
Can’t put it in your pussy bae, I’ll put it in your mouth
She wan’t me to spoil her, and filled her bank account
I’m like “Bitch shut the fuck up, what you thinkin’ bout’?”
A real kiss, backhand, I’ma smack her out (Bitch!)
Indonesia [?] she keep tapping out
I told her shut up, take this dick, she got me spazzing out (Take dick)
Now I’m sittin’ in the closet cause her dad walked in the house (Yeah!)
These nigga bitch freak, bitche everyday of the week (What?)
She just called on a late night she can get you dig
She can come and get my dick [?]
Tell Tupac I’mma put him on a remix
I made it in this rap I wish it [?]
Percocets on the [?] ’cause I’m fiendin’ (I need them)
You say that I’m a bitch pussy, you don’t mean it (I’m a shooter)
My dawg [?] me then he died, what a sequence (Brr, brr, brr)
I told my momma when I was five, my role model was a demon
[Outro]
Ay, NLE the Top Shotta nigga don’t get [?]
You know what I’m sayin’? What the fuck a nigga [?]
Niggas already know what the fuck I’m gon’ do
Niggas already know me
Know I’ma pop my shit, I’ma pop my shit
I’ma pop my shit, I’ma pop my shit
NLE the Top Shotta, got the bombs like Al-Qaeda