You know 'bout me and my chopper, Watch
Nigga, I'm dressed in my T, and Reebok's Gotta settle beef for a shot up my block Get my clique, load things up in the van Don't matter they in the law we gon' blast
We creepin', sweepin' to catch these niggas Every hood we think be in we dippin' Even people, all through people yard Believe me tonight goin' to [unverified]
We ridin' all night, got lucky We saw 'em chillin' back, turned on the hustlin' Hit the lights, park, jumped out, down on 'em, let them AK's bark
One of them niggas broke out, I out behind him Went down the alley, went the house, I went behind him him, then I chopped him up In the my Reebok's got fucked up
I'm runnin' my chopper I'm to set it off with my chopper a head off with my chopper And bang at the law with my
Look, I'm runnin' my chopper I'm 'bout to set it off my chopper Knock a head off with my Then bang at the law my chopper
Evenin' got dark you know it's 'bout to be some G Twelve o'clock done hit it's madness Sun down, moon out you know them snakes Guerrillas on way with them hundred-round drumming
Better get to I'm killin' by the dozen Bitch, you're up you get eternal bleedin' from the I'm buckin', I'm bustin', I'm bringin' on your block I ain't fearin' nothin' in front me, you get chopped
I'm hot, dog that glock and it's cocked, dog First you're caught off your game, you drop, dog I'm true to the game ho, for keeps Pull up the passenger drivin' way in the back seat
I don't a fuck, never did, been real Since I was young been seein' cats get it get dark better be able to run quick 'Cause that, that chopper gonna talk shit
I'm runnin' my chopper I'm to set it off with my chopper Knock a head off with my Bang at the law my chopper
Look, I'm runnin' my chopper I'm 'bout to set it off with my Knock a head off with my Then bang at the law my chopper
If you don't know, I'm the B.G., all beefin' Catch ya bobbin' your head at the D.J. and 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 family grievin' Cut my dog short, now I gotta teach 'em I'ma and send work to [unverified] niggas bust up goin' through his morgue
I'ma fool handed me my first tool Told me if I feel played do what I do Nowadays I don't play with that K in my You don't know from last album, I'ma man
where I'm from V.L. my stumpin' ground Get outta line, I a drum at ya, clown I'm a dog, dog I'm ya I'm raw, dog Like Pac, ya ain't in my clique, all y'all
I'm runnin' my chopper I'm to set it off with my chopper Knock a head off my chopper Bang at the law my chopper
Look, I'm runnin' with my (Look) I'm 'bout to set it off my chopper Knock a head off with my 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) a head off with my chopper (Knock a off with my chopper) at the law with my chopper (Bang at the law my chopper)
I'm runnin' with my (Runnin' my chopper) I'm 'bout to set it off with my (Set it off my chopper) a head off with my chopper (Knock a off) Bang at the law my chopper (Bang, at the law, nigga, huh?)
Oh, nigga, what you 'bout that chopper? Fuck, ya checkmate with that chopper Nigga, with that chopper