B.g. (baby Gangsta, B. Gizzle) - Run With My Chopper lyrics

You know 'bout me and my chopper, n***a Watch this n***a, I'm dressed in my T, Girbauds, and Reeboks Gotta settle beef for a n***a shot up my block Get my clique, load them things up in the van Don't matter - they in front the law we gon' blast We creepin', sweepin' to catch these n***as slippin' Every hood we think they be in we dippin' Even through people, all through people yard Believe me - tonight they goin' to [?] We ridin' all night, finally got lucky We saw 'em chillin' back, turned on the block hustlin' Hit the lights, park, jumped out, walked Crept down on 'em, let them AK's bark One of them n***as broke out, I broke out behind him Went down the alley, went under the house, I went behind him Caught him, then I ch-chopped him up In the process my Reeboks got f**ed up [Hook] I'm runnin' with my chopper I'm 'bout to set it off with my chopper Knock a head off with my chopper And bang at the law with my chopper Look, I'm runnin' with my chopper I'm 'bout to set it off with my chopper Knock a head off with my chopper Then bang at the law with my chopper Evenin' got dark - you know it's 'bout to be some G sh** Twelve o'clock done hit - it's midnight madness Sun down, moon out - you know them snakes comin' Guerrillas on they way with them hundred-round drummins Better get to runnin' - I'm k**in' by the dozen b**h, you're up - you get eternal bleedin' from the stomach I'm buckin', I'm bustin', I'm bringin' trouble on your block I ain't fearin' nothin' - you're in front me, you get chopped I'm hot, dog - keep that glock and it's co*ked, dog First time you're caught off your game, you drop, dog I'm true to the game - ho, play for keeps Pull up with the pa**enger drivin' way in the back seat I don't give a f**, never did, been real Since I was young been seein' cats get k**ed When it get dark better be able to run quick 'Cause after that, that chopper gonna talk sh** [Hook] I'm runnin' with my chopper I'm 'bout to set it off with my chopper Knock a head off with my chopper Bang at the law with my chopper Look, I'm runnin' with my chopper I'm 'bout to set it off with my chopper Knock a head off with my chopper Then bang at the law with my chopper If you don't know, I'm the B.G., all about beefin' Catch ya bobbin' your head at the d.j. and leave you leakin' I'm on a buck, f** on the up, then squeeze it [?] n***a - look, L.T. family grievin' I'm on a mission to leave they family grievin' Cut my dog life short, now I gotta teach 'em I'ma [?] and send work to [?] Keep n***as bust up goin' through his morgue I'ma fool - Baby handed me my first tool Told me if I feel played do what I gotta do Nowadays I don't play with that K in my hand You don't know from last album, I'ma made man Uptown where I'm from - V.L. my stumpin' ground Get outta line, I empty a drum at ya, clown I'm a dog, dog - I'm tellin' ya I'm raw, dog Like Pac: ya ain't in my clique, f** all y'all [Hook] I'm runnin' with my chopper I'm 'bout to set it off with my chopper Knock a head off with my chopper Bang at the law with my chopper Look (look), I'm runnin' with my chopper I'm 'bout to set it off with my chopper Knock a head off with my chopper And bang at the law with my chopper Runnin' with my chopper (Runnin' with my chopper) I'm 'bout to set it off with my chopper (Set it off with my chopper) Knock a head off with my chopper (Knock a head off with my chopper) Bang at the law with my chopper (Bang at the law with my chopper) I'm runnin' with my chopper (Runnin' with my chopper) I'm 'bout to set it off with my chopper (Set it off with my chopper) Knock a head off with my chopper (Knock a head off) Bang at the law with my chopper (Bang, bang at the law, n***a, huh?) Ohhh, n***a, what you know 'bout that chopper? f** Ya heard - checkmate with that chopper! n***a, checkmate with that chopper