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Yeah, this beat here was created in the
And in Manhattan, Bad Boy's the label
Time Shock, the man
Wit Chopper from Miami to New

Chopper City's the nigga, P
Who want war wit 'em? Take a wit 'em
Get your back against the wit 'em
City let 'em know!

Man I in gettin' rich or die tryin'
Niggaz is and I'm a warrior like ninja stroll
It ain't nothin', I can you how to pimp a ho
And if you want it, you can get it nigga, of foe

I the mac Milli low
for somethin' to crack so I can snap like whatchu grillin' fo'?
Shit, I keeps it gutter man, you know how I it
I a kite that's my definition of stickin' and movin'

What you know about shoot outs for an hour?
If you don't, you is jive and act as cowards
You witness City reach till it's massive power
Boss man, I can get you niggaz in showers

I'm well known for what I do, but fiends call me Powder
If you want it you can on Chopper
Fetti is somethin' ya boy desire
I keep the thing-a-mijiggy the color is copper

I keeps it
You can ask my 'cause they know, they know
I'ma that 'bout them pesos, pesos
If you wit me let them keys blow, keys blow
'em up and let ya nuts hang low now

You can ask my niggaz 'cause they know, know
I'ma hustler that 'bout them pesos
If you wit me let them keys blow, keys blow
'em up and let ya nuts hang low now

I love the haters 'cause I of they energy
I'm in the business as the muthafucker
On the who shot Kennedy waitin' for sinners and
see the glory and pain
You know the story 'bout the boy a name

He did things like kill people and Kane
The hood got three lanes, life, death, or
Now sellin's the in that box is the D-word
In that house by the wit the yacht is the Keyword

it, if he work and she work Da Band
We on P.D.'s nerves
Man we probably gon' clash when he these words
But fuck it, I that nigga, he the reason we hurr

If it wasn't for him, I'd be to see dirt
Now Lil F.P. and me, we see
Bend 'em fuck it the windows is tinted, so we
Wit niggaz that treat me like Jerry and do Steve's

I keeps it
You can ask my niggaz they know, they know
I'ma hustler 'bout them pesos, pesos
If you wit me then let keys blow, keys blow
Throw 'em up and let ya hang low now

You can ask my niggaz 'cause know, they know
hustler that 'bout them pesos, pesos
If you wit me then let keys blow, keys blow
'em up and let ya nuts hang low now

All I do is chill and hoe wit a sparkling grill
Smoke, stroke grind and dough by the mill's
That's real, I ride the till' they fall off
Sittin' still wit a sawed-off ready to a arm off

Oh, Lord, you don't no problems wit dude
I'm out Band, so you now the boy-band news
I bruise ya then ride out then head to the hideout
I stay wit them nines out to the whole block out

Now say, "Fred you need to chill"
I been a Bad Boy way before Martin of
I'm parked on a hill on the south side of Germany
That's the game has earned me supportin' my skills

And them girls like Freddy, you need to
How I came through like Griffin and Cleveland hot
How they get up on the and make it breathe and stop
Q-Tip, get in her ear and I bet she get in my drop

I it gangsta
You can ask my niggaz 'cause they know, know
I'ma that 'bout them pesos, pesos
If you wit me then let keys blow, keys blow
Throw 'em up and let ya hang low now

You can ask my niggaz 'cause they know, they
I'ma hustler 'bout them pesos, pesos
If you wit me then let them keys blow, blow
Throw 'em up and let ya nuts low now

We south side riders
C'mon, c'mon, out
Huh? Now cha say Freddy Peezay
C'mon, c'mon, look out, out
C'mon, c'mon, watch out, c'mon,
Get down, get down, c'mon, out

I that shit, yeah, boi!
I'm you whoa, I'm tellin', aight
Aight, I gon' talk