[B.G.:]
Choppers with drums
n***a thats how it comes
Assualt rifles, extended clips
Let you know where I'm from
The names chopper city
It's a city of n***as bout gettin funky wit' me
Keep they fingers on triggers
Let's roll wit' a pistol I get out of control
It's your family I put on rows, front row
I'ma 223 grabber
Bust or block hitter
Project kidnapper
Rookie n***a wig splitter
Make copies for the rapture
It's all on u n***a
Oh, I'm comin for the capture
What you wan' do n***a
Mystikals who I'm after
Grab yo' steel and shoot
I'ma k** [?] rapper
Lil Wayne, he bout it too
I'ma snatch if you got it
Told ya before ta' hide it
Told ya if you hide it
It's a must that I find it
Ride or die b**h
Chop or get chopped hoe
B.G. split or get split
Play tha game how it go
Shootin tha drop somethin'
Glock or pop somethin'
AK wit' fifty shots
I tote it too stop somethin'
Make it happen you's the punk
I'll put you in the trunk
[?] you dunk n***a I bring funk
[Chorus x2]
[Lil Wayne:] Lets get funky wit' these n***as
[B.G.:] Grab the triggas and blast
[Lil Wayne:] Lets get filthy wit' these n***as
[B.G.:] Take they figures and dash
[Lil Wayne:] Lets get serious with these n***as
[B.G.:] Grab the K's and bust, it's ten for one trust
[Lil Wayne:] Retaliation Must
[Lil Wayne:]
Ah ah
Don't run yo' mouth enough for you to get back in me
My gun clap [?] start spinnin' and take many
Plenty of slugs hit you
Can you picture a young rapper
Fourteen [?] black master million dollar flapper
Watch me set it off wit' my sawed off jumpin
As I be when I be pumpin
Frontin' gets you nothin'
Runtin' catch a slug from the M-what'n
You ain't bout natin'
Playa hater leave you bloody
It's money and rearer
Can't see clearly
But ya' still hear me
Four steps comin' quickly
Can you feel me
Better k** me before you get done in
It's real dog
But I got that red mark so when you come in
Slugs somethin', seventeen up in the clip
I keeps extra highly tips for the crum rip
Should of chop-chop stop yo' whole block
Let's get funky, you want me, I thinks not
So much black clothing [?] you black-out
All the lights go out
That's when all yo fight come out
Bloody streaks to the UPT where you lays on
I praise on, think you plays on, it's stays gone
The things you lay on
I can't even pay on
You got it, better hide it
If you wanna keep it safe on
I rome to the top
That's my spot, my place
Jumpin' out a suitcase
Slugs chase to yo' face, ah
[Chorus x2]
[Lil' Wayne:]
Ah, ah, ah, ha
Now as I re-enter this scent and get into you
These three dots, I plot and spot, then I shoot
I keep a chopper under the medium Hilfiger
I throw back punks, comin' out trunks to k** n***as
I spill n***as, on the real n***a I gets dirty
[?] dirty
I know you heard me
But you lied tonight
But you can't hide
It's written all over yo' face you easy to find
n***as front, scars all over they chest be starting to shine
Like that Presidential Rolex reflex a million nine
Gimme 'dat, all 'dat, and all black, that's my atire
A tru rider, gettin' higher off uptown fire
Remember me, tha little G never died
Took one to the chest but the little G never died
[B.G.]
I'ma certified k**er, million dollar n******g
Any kind of gun trigger, clicker, playa hater n***a flipper
Tangerie and juice sipper, disrespectin b**h flipper
I'm bout drama off the top
You know that's on the foreal-a
I get's loaded low down by a monkey
So call me donkey
n***a think lame
He would want to know I gets funky
Beef kicked in a night parade
Uptown was deep
Nothin' [?] bookoom be standin' on feet
Now you know I run with ignorant n***as
All of 'em wild
Thousand of people out
f** that sprayin' the crowd
Ain't no time for doin' backin down
From trigga play
Gotta closet of K's
Ready to do it anyday
Write grant after tenth
Black grant I was tenths
That's for Al and lil' Duga'
Four deep in each in spinnin' [?]
So twerk it up
Handle yo' business
Shoot or get shot
I hit blocks wit' glocks
n***a, get or get got
In school I was a fool a young funky
But on the streets I used 2's
n***a, I gets funky
[Chorus x2]
[Lil' Wayne & B.G. talk to end]