I'm a motherfuckin real nigga I left Cash Money, my money got real bigger you never catch me in the streets without the steel nigga I'm out the hood
here if you want it, you can get it my nigga-shit [Verse 1 - B.G.] Look if you ain't know ask somebody they'll tell you bout me nothin fake, nothin fraud
Chopper City (Chop chop) Let's Go (let's go) [Verse 1] If nigga know me, nigga know I keep it all the way street I'm thugged all the way out And I'm
, rollin Got a blue naked lady I'm holdin, holdin Put ya thumbs in the air, representin for Soulja I see a fine model, yeah she out that Nolia She shake
me, I'ma bring you up in my world [Verse One] My ghetto pass go state to state I could go in any hood 'cuz I ain't fake I'll bob my head, I'll stomp
my face Cause I know its fake, Make me spit in your face I'm back now, Chopper City's on the move And I feel like Ludacris, Bitch you better move Get out
hated yesterday, make 'em hate more tomorrow Fuck all y'all, I'ma do me, do you You want beef, fake beef, fake I'ma be true Every year I'm bustin heads, pullin out
it or not, the same hoes Behind your back, run and tell me, each and everything you do You better wake up, and pay attention Realize your partnas wanna ask you out
can pump this dick right in your mouth Them niggas be rappin', very much trippin' Talkin' all that nonsense, slippin' talkin' bout they be crippin' But it's like this, watch out
Lil' Turk Gettin' killed aint no thang in the N.O. Some people live some people get smoked Life trap get crossed up by them dog hoes Like shit get masked out
backed up by the best Fresh (Mannie Fresh) Drop it beat after beat My click is the HotBoy$ best believe we so Hot! And dangerous if we in to deep will clear the whole block No fake
but if ya want somethin do what ya got to do, Gee out chea and make yo shit come through playa [B.G.] I gots to get mine I'm out for me Nobody worryin
K, and put some fire on that ass My nigga Yella bad but Baby G. even worse You ridin' in a hearse, if I grab and start clickin' first Headbusta Big Mo out
: Fa sho I got my gat so you know what that means It's a bust back thang, I ain't goin' out like a hoe When you comin' to get me I got the four four
mine ready to ride or die bitch [Lil Wayne] Load it up with black gats and macs Pay attention to gun blastin And fake buster harassin Smashin, dashin up yo street wit all the lights out
next nigga Out to have thangs I hustle hard for 6 figures Raised up thugged out, keep the fuckin gauge out Hoe shit done played out ya whole posse laid out
it takes to wipe your clique off the Earth, Both cliques can't live, somebody gotta see dirt, What makes you think I'ma let'cha ride first? Try to hide out
gone but your spirit ain't my nigga You remembered as a legend couldn't nobody out rock it You made that style that these rookies tryin' to imitate They fake as fake