[Chorus: I pull up at the club in a big black Truck on dubs (these gon hate) I'm doing big thangs, and I got a lot of ice In my chain (these gon hate) When I come the door, and take all the hoes I know (these gon hate) Cause I'm playing with some chips, and I make a lot of I know (these gon hate) I don't know if the Porsche or the Lamb, that make these niggas me, like I'm a member of the Klu Klux Klan I mean god damn, how much I got in my hand Really don't you man But I know why you boot me up Cause I come through pushing brand new Coupes and You say you shoot me up Because I got a pair of Jordans be out for at least two months They call me the Hot Spitter And that's cause I my money, in stacks I know they got hatas out to jack So why I ride, with my gat A and a mask in the dash of the Jaguar, and that's a X-K-8 And if you me, you'll die dog So I advise y'all, please don't Krazy] When I walk in the and the bitch Touching starts smiling (these niggas gon hate) When I buy the bar, hit the flo' just start You feel (these niggas gon hate) When them tires on the Navi just on spinning at that shit man (these niggas gon hate) In the club thugged out, my P. Miller denim see that (these niggas gon hate) With a high I get I still remember, the bad times In the Ville rock hustling, a loaded nine All the niggas said I'd never make it, be now All the dick-riders see this bitch, take a All the hoes that never liked me, wanna me I'll you for some head, you can trust me It must be tank, or the shiny gold teeth Make these get wet, everytime I speak These streets I weight, silent nigga Unless you turn me into a, violent in my face, nigga hate behind my back And you wonder why these bitch ass niggas get No fear of the police, only the Catch him snitch late night, bust his head No love for these hating niggas, or the Ask bank run about me, my enormous Choppa] When I'm walking the mall, I'm chilling with my dogs Or my (these niggas gon hate) I don't even know this nigga why you spoke to got a choke me a... (these niggas gon hate) This aint is beginning aint, no gimmick It's the New No Limit (these gon hate) And all the ladies Choppa, cause they know He's a poppa but all (these niggas gon hate) Niggas gonna no matter what you do So if you don't fuck with me, fuck with you And I could care less, who did with who See I when you hate, so do what you do Rolaid, I that's your crew But them cats aint got no for you Y'all why, your careers and you died your songs sound the same, like you doing a lie Don't wanna do nothing else, shake the streets That's why I'm glad big rap a dang to me And my Master P gave the flame to me Making after hits, what it came to be Not just a rapper, but a hot m.c. All them other niggas like me, think about it I'm Choppa, Westbank show stopper If you sick of me, ya go see a doctor When I pull up at the club in a big Truck on dubs (these gon hate) I buy the bar, hit the flo' just start wilding You feel that (these gon hate) This aint is beginning this aint, no This the New No Limit (these gon hate) Cause I'm playing with some chips, and I make a lot of I know (these gon hate)