Fredo Santana - Choppa lyrics

[Hook: Fredo Santana] Got this chopper with me, I can barely walk All these shooters with me, I ain't gotta talk Certified in the streets, I'm a f**ing boss And all it take is one day to get you f**in' off My lil' b**h with me, call her Kate Moss Pa** her to the squad, like they Randy Moss All I do is win, sh** I can't take a loss And if he want beef, you gon' be outlined in chalk [Verse 1] Pull up to his crib, sh** we like six deep Pull up to his crib, sh** with like six heat Why you had me to creep, I thought you wanted beef They wanna pull up to your crib, want to keep it in the street These n***as super clown, man they so industry I'm so super trap, boy I'm so in the streets Turn the eight barber to a quarter ki Hustlin' all night, Fredo don't sleep Say he want five, meet me outside Right on the side, on the side of Popeye's 'Nother play for three man, yeah they hit my line Ten by my line, say the parked by five guys [Hook: Fredo Santana] Got this chopper with me, I can barely walk All these shooters with me, I ain't gotta talk Certified in the streets, I'm a f**ing boss And all it take is one day to get you f**in' off My lil' b**h with me, call her Kate Moss Pa** her to the squad, like they Randy Moss All I do is win, sh** I can't take a loss And if he want beef, you gon' be outlined in chalk [Verse 2: Maxo Kream] Man see n***as goofy talkin' Chopper got me stupid walkin' Codeine got me never coughin' f** his wake we shoot the coffin These rap n***as scared, they play dead 'fore they play with us Mixin' up the walk with the red and the yellow 'tuss Blue flag, toe tag, half thangs, whole bags Nickel rock, whole slab Hide your shots, thirty mag Plug threw me work, but this n***a better learn Every time he front Maxo, get his stupid a** burned Stain a** n***a hit my phone, say he need ten pounds That n***a there a clown, bring the circus to his town Same lame rappers takin' pictures with them thangs Same lame rappers gettin' robbed for their chains, Maxo! [Hook: Fredo Santana] Got this chopper with me, I can barely walk All these shooters with me, I ain't gotta talk Certified in the streets, I'm a f**ing boss And all it take is one day to get you f**in' off My lil' b**h with me, call her Kate Moss Pa** her to the squad, like they Randy Moss All I do is win, sh** I can't take a loss And if he want beef, you gon' be outlined in chalk