Babe, if a problem go on let me know And if it shit, nigga go let it go But while on my mind, I need to let you know Them choppers on and I ain't afraid to let 'em go
Yeah, do ya, do ya (Do ya bad, do ya bad) do ya, do ya (Do ya bad, do ya bad)
do ya, do ya, do ya bad (Do ya bad, do ya bad) do ya, do ya, do ya bad (Do ya bad, do ya bad)
You on dumb shit ain't wit it man That's the main reason get committed man It can go down any man Goon squad jump out, black on black mini-van
So you better be and on your toes Where chopper bullets stop, nobody knows Babies cryin', niggaz dyin' all the place Momma cryin' 'cause there's blood all over her
This is not a game, is not a test cheese your brain, mayne you'll be laid to rest I'll bust head ask questions later Throw the deuces, to you haters
Babe if it's a problem go on let me And if it shit, nigga go let it go But it's on my mind, I need to let you know Them choppers on and I ain't afraid to let 'em go
Yeah, do ya, do ya (Do ya bad, do ya bad) do ya, do ya (Do ya bad, do ya bad)
do ya, do ya, do ya bad (Do ya bad, do ya bad) do ya, do ya, do ya bad (Do ya bad, do ya bad)
I don't your bitch, she don't know me either I you keep it movin' if you wanna keep her You don't want these problems, a bad idea Machete'll your ass runnin' like diarrhea
Nobody move get hurt, shit If I pull that tool, everybody hit the dirt, This could be avoided only if you keep your nigga Act like you grown instead of in middle school nigga
You really this beef bruh Put in in the freezer You'll freeze up when I the heat Then squeeze from the up
This is not a game is not a test Slow your or you'll be laid to rest
if it's a problem go on let me know And if it shit, nigga go let it go But while it's on my mind, I need to let you Them choppers on and I ain't afraid to let 'em go
Yeah, do ya, do ya (Do ya bad, do ya bad) do ya, do ya (Do ya bad, do ya bad)
do ya, do ya, do ya bad (Do ya bad, do ya bad) do ya, do ya, do ya bad (Do ya bad, do ya bad)
Yeah, sell you wet dope just to make it weigh right them boys, set you up in broad daylight Yeah I'll bang your bitch do you bad Nine later, now she screamin' you're the dad
If you lose your bump, say I found the shit If I owe ya guap', pay your ass counterfeit Oh yeah, flex ya nigga, don't think I can't Have my broad put suger in your gas tank
Cut brake line, slash your back tire When you crank your car your engine fire Then now I don't know you've been told But are brief descriptions of how this hood go
Babe if it's a go on let me know And if it shit, nigga go let it go But while on my mind, I need to let you know Them choppers on and I ain't afraid to let 'em go
Yeah, do ya, do ya (Do ya bad, do ya bad) do ya, do ya (Do ya bad, do ya bad)
do ya, do ya, do ya bad (Do ya bad, do ya bad) do ya, do ya, do ya bad (Do ya bad, do ya bad)