[B.G.] Choppers with Nigga how it comes rifles, extended clips Let you know I'm from The names chopper It's a city of niggas bout gettin funky me Keep they on triggers Let's roll a pistol I get out of control It's your family I put on rows, row I'ma 223 Bust or block kidnapper Rookie nigga wig copies for the rapture It's all on you Oh, I'm for the capture you wan' do nigga Mystikals who I'm Grab yo' steel and I'ma not a rapper Lil' Wayne, he it too snatch if you got it Told ya ta' hide it ya if you hide it It's a must that I it Ride or die or get chopped hoe B.G. split or get Play tha how it go Shootin tha somethin' or pop somethin' AK wit' shots I tote it too somethin' Make it happen the punk put you in the trunk ??? ???? you dunk nigga I bring
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[Wayne] Lets get funky wit' niggas [B.G.] the triggas and blast [Wayne] Lets get filthy wit' these [B.G.] Take they figures and Lets get serious with these niggas [B.G.] Grab the K's and bust, it's ten for one [Wayne] Retaliation a
[Lil' Ah ah Don't run yo' mouth enough for you to get in me My gun ?? start spinnin' and take many of slugs hit you Can you picture a rapper Fourteen ?? black master dollar flapper Watch me set it off wit' my off jumpin As I be when I be Frontin' gets you Runtin' catch a slug from the You bout natin' Playa hater you bloody It's money and see clearly But ya' still me Four comin' quickly Can you me kill me before you get done in It's dog But I got that red mark so you come in somethin', seventeen up in the clip I keeps extra tips for the crum rip Should of chop-chop yo' whole block Let's get funky, you me, I thinks not So black clothing ???? you black-out All the go out That's when all yo come out streaks to the UPT where you lays on I praise on, think you plays on, it's gone The you lay on I can't pay on You got it, hide it If you wanna keep it on I to the top That's my spot, my out a suitcase Slugs to yo' face, ah
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[Lil' Ah, ah, ah, ha Now as I re-enter scent and get into you These three dots, I and spot, then I shoot I keep a chopper under the medium I throw punks, comin' out trunks to kill niggas I spill niggas, on the real I gets dirty ??? ??? area ???? dirty I you heard me But you tonight But you can't It's written all over yo' face you easy to front, scars all over they chest be starting to shine Like that Presidential Rolex a million nine 'dat, all 'dat, and all black, that's my atire A tru rider, higher off uptown fire me, tha little G never died Took one to the but the little G never died
[B.G.] certified killer, million dollar nigger Any kind of gun trigger, clicker, playa hater nigga Tangerie and juice sipper, disrespectin flipper I'm bout off the top You know that's on the I get's loaded low down by a So call me Nigga lame He want to know I gets funky kicked in a night parade Uptown was Nothin' ?? ?? bookoom be standin' on Now you know I run with ignorant All of 'em of people out Fuck that sprayin' the no time for doin' backin down From trigga Gotta of K's to do it anyday Write after tenth Black grant I was That's for Al and Duga' Four deep in in spinnin' ?? So it up yo' business Shoot or get I hit wit' glocks Nigga, get or get got In school I was a fool a young But on the I used 2's Nigga, I gets
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