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

[B.G.]
I'm off the block, niggaz me cause I keep it real
Hustlers me, cause I spit everything that they 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 I keep it on me, I don't ever slip
Seventeen ain't enough, I rock that extended clip
Thirty minus four, 26 so it don't jam
Run up if you want, you run straight into that
this Chopper City, don't forget it nigga
I live and breathe real shit, you gotta feel it nigga
I be playing, when I tell you I be thugged out
Mouth of gold T-shirt and bows, I be thugged out
I ain't gon change, I don't give a fuck if I'm Donald
always represent Uptown, V.L. that's where I'm from
It's Chopper City in New Orleans, ask around
Niggaz'll tell you, that B.Gizzle hold it down

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

[Big
Get it how you live, be or pay the bill
Drill a nigga or get drilled, kill a nigga or get
Niggaz be hating black, if you hate it you hating

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

- 2x]

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

- 2x]