Da Band - Chopped Up lyrics

[Intro (Chopper Talking)] What's happenin' this ya boy Chopper City, ya heard me New Orleans [1st Verse] I'm from the dirty, but I stay so fresh, so clean With all these throwbacks, you think I got a time machine Kodak moment, everytime I hit scenes Cuz I'm a young ??, I flip keys Alicia aint, got, nothin' on me, I'm so shady Tha benz is amazing, tha color is all gravy Please believe, my squad be them DBE's We ridin' in them drop tops, wit them DVD's Spreewells on them alloys, daddy I'm so jiggy I flow so sickly, I roll with P. Diddy Fa-Shiggety!!!, tha thug sh** just run in my kidney Always on point aint no n***a gone put no steel to me Feelin' me, every move I make It replay, EA Sports style, especially on tha freeway whodi so wild, I keep thangs that bark loud move the whole crowd, I suggest n***az to roll out Listen! [Hook 2x] I'm a bad boy, get out my way, 'rilla bust shots on the block, when I spray, 'rilla ya get, chopped up, with the chopper ya dog a** gone get done for it ya betta run for it [2nd Verse] Tha bad boy's untamed guerrilla I keeps it rilla' man ya gots to feel me Worldwide connected from Ghanistan to Philly What the dilly, I'm in tha milli' dropped 2-seater With creepers strapped with nina's, f**in' with senoritas Jesus, I'm just off the meters Believe, I still do got more stripes, and shelves than Adidas Slang base-n-ball like Alex Rodriguez Put ya foggles on, ya'll n***az can't see me, like I up, my level a notch to better I can make a hit, a-capella Ya can't, knock tha fella I'm here now, I ain't going nowhere Believe that, love it or not, the boy is here The boy don't fear, sh**, I been bad since birth, dog Taught to blast, mash, get the cash, and murk off Skkiirrt!!! fake n***az catch down syndrax call 9-1-index, these n***az is jive ya hoe, I'm all in that, she lovin' the guy fa' sho', look at her now, the stomach taped with pies Ya heard me! [Hook 2x] I'm a bad boy, get out my way, 'rilla bust shots on the block, when I spray, 'rilla ya get, chopped up, with the chopper ya dog a** gone get done for it ya betta run for it [3rd Verse] I'm that n***a, I got clout, like Big Guy, and ?? I'm that fly, with big guns, that splat guys I sh** pies, van diesel, triple X, I And pull deadly stunts, just like I'm Left Eye Ain't, no, half steppin' to test mines If ya, want it then come and get, I'll make a name for ya You gone get, what the f** you came for, the chainsaw (chainsaw rumble)sawed off ya ankles play like it's slavery, and hang ya, daddy I catch ya playin' me, its danger Taught to rap, make it crack, snackle and pop all out of type, thats the way I act on the block Bout green, dope fiend supplier Keep a beam of iron In the jungle full of theives and lions I am, focused man, the bad boy soldier landed on the top, I thought I told ya man Listen! [Hook 4x] I'm a bad boy, get out my way, 'rilla bust shots on the block, when I spray, 'rilla ya get, chopped up, with the chopper ya dog a** gone get done for it ya betta run for it [Chopper talking] Huh bruh?, ya heard me Bad Boy, ya heard me For life man This how I'm livin' right out chea' man New Orleans, to the day I die 3rd Ward, Uptown man Ya dig, I'm a bad boy man they can't stop me Young City, ya heard me Dofat, holla back!