Let It Flow

(*talking*)<br>Uh-oh (uh-oh), uh-oh (uh-oh)<br>What`s happ`n (what`s up), ha look out<br>(look out) come on (come on) let`s do this here<br>(let`s do it baby) everybody throw your hands up<br>Come on, everybody catch the flo` (come on)<br>It`s going down up in here (going down up in here)<br>Ok, Chopper City, hot girl Wyndi<br><br>[Gar]<br>This is the club scene, where them ballas at<br>Chicken sweating you threatin`, mo` getting VIP we setting<br>We taking care of the whole section, with liquor<br>Marijuana smoke in the back, where Gar be at<br>Big trucks on 22`s, loud sounds with screens<br>Who up in there, that got them chickens fixing they hair<br>And getting naked full of Cristal, that`s the lifestyle<br>So I hit the club, with a pocket full of Lifestyles<br>Ooh shorty getting wild, now put your hands in the air<br>While you do that dance, and let me get behind you<br>While you in front of my man, in front of your man<br>Chill gun on my waist, with a blunt in my hand<br>We spending a grand on Bubbly, round for round<br>That`s how the Chopper City mob, get down<br>Hydro in the bottle, with the yellow wrapper<br>And you playas better, hold your broads<br>Cause these boys, will snatch her<br><br>[Hook: Wyndi - 2x]<br>Party`s gon be bumping<br>Playas gon be stomping<br>Get your ass on the dance floor<br>And let Moet, and Cristal flow<br><br>[Sniper]<br>I know you know of me, Sniper playa baby<br>I hold it down full of Mo` and Crown, it make the kid move<br>Quick, too much Vodka make me nervous bad<br>I`m popping bottles every hour, making Erkles mad<br>I left the scene, swerved past in a purple Jag<br>You heard of trap, ladies love me you perverted fags<br>I rock the house like it`s church, yeah I love the Lord<br>Play with my team, Chopper City it`s gon be murder mass you heard me<br>Know you love the way that gangstas play it, we drank and blazing<br>Till ancient ages, this ain`t for babies<br>So ease your nerves, play your girl like she easing surf<br>Cause chill what`s beneath my shirt, have you bleeding syrup<br>I ain`t tripping if you need that work, Sniper pull up in a Viper<br>With a rifle, that`ll mean your smirk<br>Flows make my people lean, and twerk<br>I hit the track and beat it up like Ike and Tina Turner, it`s Chopper City man<br><br>[Hook - 2x]<br><br>[Hakim]<br>Now y`all already know, Uptown in here<br>I got my seventeen rounds in ya, we blowing pounds in ya<br>And you know, where I`m found in here<br>Last week they had a body, left found in here<br>And with the drank getting smoked, the bottles is popping<br>We ain`t even make it to the party, and girls jocking<br>It`s Hakizzle, you know the name girl<br>Just write your number down, and I`ll give you a ring girl<br>I don`t mean, to snatch your chicks playa<br>But the bar need chips playa, look at my wrist playa<br>The hood call me, Young Neno<br>Cause I`m quick to snatch your senorita, or hit the block with a kilo<br>Calm down homeboy, you messing up my groove<br>Yeah iight you smoking, give me a Kool<br>We stunt round year, ride in convertibles<br>Them Chopper City dudes`ll murder you, holla back Kizzle<br><br>[Hook - 2x]<br><br>[B.G.]<br>Me and my click at the scene, straight tearing it down<br>Ball till we fall, believe we laying it down<br>The party off the hook, when Chopper City arrive<br>Thugging popping bottles, until the sun rise<br>It`s going down, it`s going dizzle, it`s going diggity<br>We from Uptown, off the hizzle off the higgity<br>I know you feeling me fa shiggity, Baby Gizzle<br>Baby Geezie, Baby Gangsta popping pistols<br>I`ll flip you, straight switch you four nickel<br>With me, I won`t miss you I got the pistol<br>Hoes jocking niggas hating, can`t take us<br>Can`t fade us, we ball just like the Lakers<br>I`m off the hinges, off the chain respect the game<br>The number one Hot Boy, ain`t nothing changed<br>I`m thugged out getting twisted, bucking hard<br>Tearing the roof off, the party jumping hard<br><br>[Hook - 2x]<br><br>(*talking*)<br>Now there you have it, it`s Chopper City`s finest<br>You heard me, T. Smooth on the track<br>(you gotta let it flow, let it flow, you gotta let it flow)