° Free Download Of This Amazing Song “MP3 Switch The Beat Up by DJ Booker & NLE Choppa”
° Duration: 03:53
° Recorded: 2024
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 “Switch The Beat Up”.
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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Switch The Beat Up Lyrics by DJ Booker & NLE Choppa;
[Intro]
(Ayy, Draco, how you do that?)
[Chorus]
Ayy, switch the beat up, couple niggas folded on me, they can’t speak up
Got up in that jam, you copped it up, we call it hiccups
Never talked to police, something my OG had teached up
Some niggas got different upbringers that shit be fucked up
GTL cars, I’m telling Teevo what this shit like
Told him that I’m livin’ life but he the one that’s facing life
Havin’ dreams of him bein’ free every other night
Gave some money to his daughter just to make her Christmas right
[Verse]
Can’t forget my OGP’s stressеd, cause he took a plea
Still classy, hеad behind bars, but it’s love G
Life I’m livin’ might not pick up every call when it ring
Never Hollywood, I’m just workin’ out what you makin’ seem
Big burden on my back, need me a chiropractor
Real life and entertainment, it’s hard to balance that
Choose my heart or my feelings, determines where my head at
Sometimes make the wrong decisions, but I ain’t regret yet
I got a centile for my dawgs behind the wall I’ma ball till I fall, and when I do I’ma get back up
Give this shit my all, big steppa, you should crawl, I’m bigger now
I was small, I remember when I ain’t had nothin’
It was nothin’ that I had, but everything I had wanted
Now I got it all, but what I need, I’m still lookin’ for it
If it ain’t about peace and happiness, I feel it ain’t important
More money, more problems, more niggas and bitches, more informants
Gino dies through the night, the next day I was still mournin’
Bullets stuck between his eyes and shit, had left my vision blurry
I was poppin’ Perc’ 10’s, 20’s, and them Stephen Curry’s
Pain was still occurrin’, can’t believe that you was gettin’ burried
Damn, thinkin’ when is shit gon’ end, all my enemies was friends
If I ever die, I want the opps came from within the circle I’m in
Do my time in the pen, before I’m crossed again (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
Never, again, ever, let you, get up, on me, ‘fore, I get you
I got the ups on every nigga that want me underneath
My personality different from the shit I did in the street
Shot my day one cause my baby mama wasn’t sneaky link
He was fuckin’ with the opps who was deeper than what you think
So much love for big Scott, that’s my guy
I ain’t scream, well when he got shot, I let off 5
Billion streams up, slime behind the tent, stolo ride
Caught them niggas on they block, check the news, it’s televised
I ain’t lyin’ for my vine, slang iron, at the table I ain’t tellin’ no verse
I want the same love from her (Brrt, brrt)
Yuh, ah, used to light my blunt stuff, used to light my cuff
Doubled up and now my [?] stuck
I ain’t tellin’ no joke, now I hold my wrist up
Pockets look like stuffed crust and all my opps untouched
But I ain’t duckin’ no smoke
Tell them niggas we can get it, still ridin’ ’round this city
By my lonely with this .50, think it’s glue to my left
I was bummy, now I’m litty, want a billy, fuckin’ milli
I ain’t stoppin’, I ain’t quittin’, that’s how I got where I’m at
And my future bright, my past dark
Came a long way from the start, I’m closer to the finish line
I’m exhausted, but I got heart
Marathon must continue, I don’t know when it’s gon’ end
See myself comin’ in first from all the work that I put in (Nigga)
Check this, nigga
[Chorus]
Ayy, switch the beat up, the couple niggas folded on me, they can’t speak up
Got up in that jam you copped it up, we call it hiccups
Never talked to police, something my OG had teached us
Some niggas got different upbringers that shit be fucked up
GTL cars, I’m telling Teevo what this shit like
Told him that I’m livin’ life but he the one that’s facing life
Havin’ dreams of him bein’ free every other night
Gave some money to his daughter just to make her Christmas right
[Outro]
OGP’s stressed, cause he took a plea
Still class, head behind bars, but it’s love G
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