Chopper City in the Ghetto
Исполнитель: B.G. f Big Tymers
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B.G. [Talking]<br>Don`t fuck with me<br>Tellin` ya<br><br>Verse One: B.G.<br><br>Nigga better tighten up<br>Before my clique start lighten up<br>Fuckin` with me Baby salutin` niggas bittin` dust<br>My nigga got my back thats a worry aint on my mind<br>I know if he got it he comin` out there slangin` iron<br>I got some niggas with choppers M-11 glocks ya hear me<br>I`m tellin` ya if thats what cha get hit with come near me<br>Niggas know that I stack feddi sip fine wine<br>I aint no hoe so come and test me I bust fifty times<br>Put a nigga in a blenda BLUKAH <br>Now you wish you wouldn`t of slipped up BLUKAH BLUKAH<br>If you bout nigga hatin` on me I don`t give a fuck<br>They thank I don`t know they out there waitin` on me I`ma hit the bus<br>Nigga it`ll be some shit bloody bodies all in the street<br>Everyday of the week fuckin` with the B.G.<br><br>(Chorus) B.G. 4x<br>Fuckin` with tha B.G. <br>Ca$h Money goin` broke puttin change on niggas brain behind me<br><br>Verse Two: B.G.<br><br>I ride dirty nigga chopper on the back seat<br>Ready ta hold quota nigga where ever we meet<br>I gotta protect me <br>I can`t let cha doom check me<br>I stays on my Ps <br>I can`t see wettin` the B.G.<br>Yeah I`m still the same fire boy nigga<br>Got beams on my toys and I still bring noise nigga<br>I keep it real forever treal nigga<br>Hoes be jockin` with ten solids cross my grill nigga<br>Gotta get my shine on<br>I stress to ya I`m bout chesse so I gotta get my grind on<br>I gotta ride on crome<br>I stress to ya we got twenty inches on everything we own<br>Ca$h Money off the hezzay<br>Besides B and Slim been way been on Fresh since the B.Geezay<br>It aint no secret handle biz black I keep tha ??? gangsta<br>He keep the fire ass trick nack<br>Then you know bout the H.Beezay<br>Wayne Juve Turk aint no way you niggas can see me<br>Before you step to me thank nigga <br>I`m tellin ya you don`t need ale other drank nigga<br><br>(Chorus) 4x<br><br>Verse Three: Baby<br>Nigga I`m a veteran at this shit<br>Use my gat ta self protect me from that muthafuckin` bullshit<br>Niggas gettin` crossed up<br>Tossed up<br>From fuckin` with CMR niggas gettin dished up<br>From millionaires plus<br>Diamonds bezzel crush <br>My lil B.G. plush <br>From his rolex to his Lexus truck<br>But we`ll never get enough<br>Got this rap game fucked up<br>And we greedy like some hungry tigers ikn this rap feezy<br>Off tha heezy<br>With this motherfuckin chessezy<br>My lil B.Geezy<br>Know if a nigga get outta line he gotta come see me<br>But for now got to Strails and get a nigga some steak and fetticeezy<br>So I can go by one of my hoes with a full steezy<br>And watch this hoe scuff up to her kneezy<br>And send the video tape back to B.Geezy<br>And when finish hand it off to Man Feezy<br>And when he finish won`t he toss to Suga Seezy<br>Fuckin` with my B.Geezy<br>I`ll clear my bank account playboy you can believe me<br><br>Verse Four: Manny Fresh<br><br>Check it out baby boy while I run this shit<br>The life you talkin` bout man I done done this shit<br>Rough rugged<br>Muthafuck it<br>If you can dig it nigga then I done already dug it<br>Ready like the Marines <br>Nigga with infared beams<br>I go get my shit I don`t talk about dreams<br>Mr. Betty Crocker<br>Does it even cock up<br>Nigga knocka<br>Juice and vodka<br>Represent a stocka<br>If you ever get the nuts ta try ta try me<br>Ca$h Money records gone show yo ass head bustin` is a hobby