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(*talking*)
Whaaaaa, happ'n (alright, alright)
It's Lil' B.Gizzle, Tuck (yes sir, Bear)
It's New Orleans, AKA Chopper City
All the way to T-Town, you what I'm saying
And you know how a rocking, uh-huh
real on this end, you heard me uh-huh
It's real in the field, you know I'm saying it

[B.G.]
I'm off the block, niggaz love me cause I keep it
Hustlers respect me, cause I spit everything that live
I got a connect with the pills, and the dro
I get coat soon as it hit Miami, off the boat
I got a glock I keep it on me, I don't slip
Seventeen ain't enough, I rock with extended clip
Thirty minus four, that's 26 so it jam
Run up if you want, you run straight that blam-blam
Blucka-blucka Chopper City, don't forget it nigga
I live and breathe this real shit, you gotta feel it
I be playing, when I tell you I be thugged out
full of gold T-shirt and bows, I be thugged out
I ain't gon change, I give a fuck if I'm Donald Trump
I'll always represent Uptown, V.L. that's where I'm
It's Chopper City in New Orleans, ask around
tell you, that nigga B.Gizzle hold it down

- 2x]
You it, rush up on him
He hating, up on him
He plotting, up on him
mercy, to no opponent
War for it, guns this is what
Shock him, without a
Guerillas, not

[Big
Get it how you live, be homeless or pay the
a nigga or get drilled, kill a nigga or get killed
Niggaz be hating black, if you it you hating back

Stomp feet alley cats, be on guard for all attacks
Always know what's up, the best set a yellow slut
If you set up by a slut, don't be and chop her up
That bitch was out of line, time to show naked
Don't leave no behind, use barets and terpentine
Say ain't tripping on shit, got teeth that and gliss
Watching them watching this, make other teams
Swear to God I got a lot of niggaz, I to God they all gorillas
I swear to God they'll kill a nigga, specialize in end a temper
You simple you want none of me, kind of Tuck you ain't me
You can't bite no mics like me, fa sho box like me
War we done in a few, who knew how many minds we blew
Coming to the Avenue, you beefing bitch it'll happen to you

- 2x]

[50/50
It's Jeeper the Creeper, my gorillas will eat ya
The feature ya, then put you in a box like speakers
Put you in a box like sneakers, if you try to box I'll ya
My house or your house meet ya, discombobulate your facial features
They gon have to get jumped like teachers, on you frauds like bleachers
Try to play hard but as peaches, your OG's will prolly teach us
When I the Mack-90, you gon have to poo-poo
Shit-shit doo-doo, like you drunk a case of Yoo-hoo
Babies oh boo-goo, got a boo-boo
Have of what you do, or 50/50 will do you
Press charges then sue you, for getting blood on my
Lick shots when I shoot through, you got chump now flee-shoo

- 2x]