B-Real - Clips and Choppers lyrics

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B-Real - Clips and Choppers lyrics

Chopper city in my neighborhood South Baton Rouge n***a, what? 4's up, 4's down Long clips and choppers In this hood where they don't give a damn From the top to the bottom It's Chopper City in the ghetto, yeah, we on that lever Flippin' and turnin', I hope you n***as 'bout whatever 50 or 100 man, we'll send you to the devil I work this b**h like donkey or last level Every block gotta chopper or two to clear the whole set Don't give a f** when it's time to bust From the top the the bottom they don't give a f** n***a get them choppers out the closet and come and hit you up Extended clips rip a hole in your f**in' stomach When the war over with that's when they really comin' So I take my f**in' money and I buy 'em all 'Cause my n***as be in beef summer, winter, spring and fall It's Iraq in the hood, ain't really no stacks in the hood They puttin' choppers in your face up in South Baton Rouge Cut the barrel, make it short, that's that track sh** Catch you at the red light, smashin' Long clips and choppers In this hood where they don't give a damn From the top to the bottom 2009, man, these n***as ain't playin' Long clips and choppers Choppers, choppers, choppers, choppers, choppers From the top to the bottom 2009, man, these n***as ain't playin' Remember tryna snatch a purse in the South And now I'm slangin' choppers with a hundred round burst in that South I ain't got no scared aim, I ain't shootin' through no car I do walk ups and stand offs, put barrels in your mouth For my boulevard n***as, DB and Dane Still send the money, all this for real, I never change Motherf**, weak fans, it's a uptown thang I f** with cane and I'mma die behind this lane You n***as ain't no k**as, you n***as shootin' in the air And since Ben gone, I never play fair Catch a n***a broad day, no mask, I'm bare Like f** a rap for real, b**h, come take this bloodbath Say fool, on the real I f** with you But f** them other n***as that ain't nothin' like they do They don't throw 'em like we throw 'em, they don't bone like we bone It's a uptown thang so they find they can't cope Long clips and choppers In this hood where they don't give a damn From the top to the bottom 2009, man, these n***as ain't playin' Long clips and choppers Choppers, choppers, choppers, choppers, choppers From the top to the bottom 2009, man, these n***as ain't playin'