Luyện nghe bài hát Run With My Chopper

You know me and my chopper, nigga
this

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

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

We all night, finally got lucky
We saw 'em chillin' back, on the block hustlin'
Hit the lights, park, jumped out,
down on 'em, let them AK's bark

One of them niggas broke out, I broke out him
Went down the alley, went under the house, I behind him
Caught him, then I him up
In the my Reebok's got fucked up

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

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

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

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

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

I give a fuck, never did, been real
Since I was young been cats get killed
When it get dark better be able to run
'Cause after that, chopper gonna talk shit

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

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

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

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

fool baby handed me my first tool
Told me if I feel do what I gotta do
Nowadays I don't with that K in my hand
You don't know from last album, 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
Pac, ya ain't in my clique, fuck all y'all

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

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

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

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

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