[B.G.]
Choppers with drums
Nigga thats how it comes
Assualt rifles, extended clips
Let you know where I`m from
The names chopper city
It`s a city of niggas bout gettin funky wit` me
Keep they fingers on triggers
Let`s roll wit` a pistol I get out of control
It`s your family I put on rows, front row
I`ma 223 grabber
Bust or block hitter
Project kidnapper
Rookie nigga wig splitter
Make copies for the rapture
It`s all on you nigga
Oh, I`m comin for the capture
What you wan` do nigga
Mystikals who I`m after
Grab yo` steel and shoot
I`ma killer not a rapper
Lil` Wayne, he bout it too
I`ma snatch if you got it
Told ya before ta` hide it
Told ya if you hide it
It`s a must that I find it
Ride or die bitch
Chop or get chopped hoe
B.G. split or get split
Play tha game how it go
Shootin tha drop somethin`
Glock or pop somethin`
AK wit` fifty shots
I tote it too stop somethin`
Make it happen you`s the punk
I`ll put you in the trunk
??? ???? you dunk nigga I bring funk
Chorus: repeat 2X
[Wayne] Lets get funky wit` these niggas
[B.G.] Grab the triggas and blast
[Wayne] Lets get filthy wit` these niggas
[B.G.] Take they figures and dash
[Wayne] Lets get serious with these niggas
[B.G.] Grab the K`s and bust, it`s ten for one trust
[Wayne] Retaliation a must
[Lil` Wayne]
Ah ah
Don`t run yo` mouth enough for you to get back in me
My gun clap ?? start spinnin` and take many
Plenty of slugs hit you
Can you picture a young rapper
Fourteen ?? black master million dollar flapper
Watch me set it off wit` my sawed off jumpin
As I be when I be pumpin
Frontin` gets you nothin`
Runtin` catch a slug from the M-what`n
You ain`t bout natin`
Playa hater leave you bloody
It`s money and rearer
Can`t see clearly
But ya` still hear me
Four steps comin` quickly
Can you feel me
Better kill me before you get done in
It`s real dog
But I got that red mark so when you come in
Slugs somethin`, seventeen up in the clip
I keeps extra highly tips for the crum rip
Should of chop-chop stop yo` whole block
Let`s get funky, you want me, I thinks not
So much black clothing ???? you black-out
All the lights go out
That`s when all yo fight come out
Bloody streaks to the UPT where you lays on
I praise on, think you plays on, it`s stays gone
The things you lay on
I can`t even pay on
You got it, better hide it
If you wanna keep it safe on
I rome to the top
That`s my spot, my place
Jumpin` out a suitcase
Slugs chase to yo` face, ah
Chorus 2X
[Lil` Wayne]
Ah, ah, ah, ha
Now as I re-enter this scent and get into you
These three dots, I plot and spot, then I shoot
I keep a chopper under the medium Hilfiger
I throw back punks, comin` out trunks to kill niggas
I spill niggas, on the real nigga I gets dirty
