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Yeah, this here was created in the Hamptons
And dropped in Manhattan, Bad Boy's the
Time Shock, the man
Wit Chopper Miami to New Orleans

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

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

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

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

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

I keeps it
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 hang low now

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

I love the haters I feed of they energy
I'm in the business as the muthafucker
On the roof who shot waitin' for sinners and
They see the glory and
You know the story the boy with a name

He did things like people and stole Kane
The hood got lanes, life, death, or entertain
Now the life in that box is the D-word
In house by the lake 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 hear words
But fuck it, I love nigga, he the reason we hurr

If it for him, I'd be livin' 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 Jerry and do Steve's work

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We them south side
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 tellin' you whoa, I'm tellin',
Aight, I ain't gon'