Luyện nghe bài hát Run With My Chopper

You know 'bout me and my chopper,
this

Nigga, I'm dressed in my T, Girbauds and
Gotta settle beef for a nigga shot up my
Get my clique, load them up in the van
Don't matter in front the law we gon' blast

We creepin', to catch these niggas slippin'
Every hood we they be in we dippin'
Even through people, all people yard
me tonight they goin' to [unverified]

We ridin' all night, got lucky
We saw 'em chillin' back, turned on the hustlin'
Hit the lights, park, out, walked
Crept down on 'em, let AK's bark

One of them niggas broke out, I broke out him
Went down the alley, went the house, I went behind him
him, then I chopped him up
In the process my got fucked up

I'm runnin' with my
I'm 'bout to set it off my chopper
Knock a off with my chopper
And bang at the law with my

Look, I'm runnin' with my
I'm to set it off with my chopper
Knock a head off my chopper
Then bang at the law with my

Evenin' got dark you it's 'bout to be some G shit
Twelve o'clock done hit midnight madness
Sun down, moon out you them snakes comin'
Guerrillas on they way with them drumming

get to runnin' I'm killin' by the dozen
Bitch, you're up you get eternal bleedin' the stomach
I'm buckin', I'm bustin', I'm bringin' trouble on your
I ain't fearin' nothin' you're in me, you get chopped

I'm hot, dog keep glock and it's cocked, dog
First you're caught off your game, you drop, dog
I'm true to the game ho, play for
Pull up the passenger drivin' way in the back seat

I don't give a fuck, never did, been
Since I was young seein' cats get killed
When it get dark better be able to run
'Cause after that, that chopper gonna shit

I'm runnin' with my
I'm 'bout to set it off my chopper
Knock a off with my chopper
at the law with my chopper

Look, I'm runnin' with my
I'm 'bout to set it off with my
a head off with my chopper
Then at the law with my chopper

If you know, I'm the B.G., all about beefin'
ya bobbin' your head at the D.J. and leave you leakin'
I'm on a buck, fuck on the up, squeeze it
[Unverified], look, L.T. family grievin'

I'm on a mission to leave they grievin'
Cut my dog short, now I gotta teach 'em
[unverified] and send work to [unverified]
Keep bust up goin' through his morgue

fool baby handed me my first tool
Told me if I feel played do I gotta do
Nowadays I don't with that K in my hand
You don't know last album, I'ma made man

Uptown where I'm from V.L. my ground
Get outta line, I empty a at ya, clown
I'm a dog, dog I'm ya I'm raw, dog
Like Pac, ya ain't in my clique, fuck all

I'm runnin' my chopper
I'm 'bout to set it off my chopper
Knock a off with my chopper
at the law with my chopper

Look, I'm runnin' with my
(Look)
I'm 'bout to set it off with my
Knock a head off with my
And bang at the law my chopper

with my chopper
(Runnin' my chopper)
I'm to set it off with my chopper
(Set it off my chopper)
Knock a head off my chopper
(Knock a head off my chopper)
Bang at the law my chopper
(Bang at the law my chopper)

I'm runnin' with my
(Runnin' my chopper)
I'm to set it off with my chopper
(Set it off my chopper)
Knock a head off my chopper
(Knock a off)
Bang at the law with my
(Bang, at the law, nigga, huh?)

Oh, nigga, what you know 'bout that
Fuck, ya checkmate with that chopper
Nigga, checkmate that chopper