Boosie BadAzz - Choppers N Gunz lyrics

n***a snatched from your house Cut you on the couch n***a you don't know my people Went to war with like 14 people Drink Codeine like it's legal Manny Fresh in the cut all turned up Used to tell my homeboy slow down He laughed at me clutchin' on the four pound n***a bust his head 'fore I came home Me and Five Gang in the Regal Goin' to get back at the busters I told Fat fall back with the jack heads 'Fore I came home, n***a dusted Now they do it on them buses Come and get you like buster All my side women know Do I still roll with Buster? I don't lay down, play around with no n***a Track life boss made, I'm a go getter Still real, still solid, no ho n***a You ain't just heard what happened to them ho n***as? Everybody gettin' shot, n***as gettin' stopped Mommas really outchea losin' they sons Might as well keep it real with them young n***as Might as well tell 'em get guns Choppers and guns, choppers and guns Chop-chop-chop-choppers and guns Choppers and guns, choppers and guns Choppers and guns, choppers and guns Oh sh** man, here we go with them choppers and guns Choppers and guns, choppers and guns Hope you got choppers and guns n***as gettin' smoked at the Exxon 'Fore I leave the house, grab the teflon I look at my n***a, you outta here Don't make me say what year was our year n***a lookin' for you, they don't ride 'round f** a four boy, I got a five pound Chief Keef with the sweep, sh** get deeper Track like Chi-Town Nine shots, ten shots, we can get down You can stand up b**h but you gon' sit down You can man up b**h and you get miss 'round But we and-1 n***as and commit fouls n***as out the road 'cause these n***as rat Shoulda got him when you seen his name up in black Lil Ria gunned gunned down for a pint Juice wasn't even no Act Choppers and guns, choppers and guns Chop-chop-chop-choppers and guns Choppers and guns, choppers and guns Choppers and guns, choppers and guns Oh sh** man, here we go with them choppers and guns Choppers and guns, choppers and guns Hope you got choppers and guns My n***a lil Turn in the papers Heard he own a body in the cape He looked at me "Unc I'm a G though" This was when he was like three though To-Lu, they come for his kilos But he got a bag of them squirllers A bag of money and a big a** heart It's 'bout to be capital murder They swing and they whack you on purpose They walk by your house like they turtles You see 'em, you run, you jump hurdles You left it at home now you murdered How the f** I'm supposed to tell lil daddy chill out when the n***a 'round tryna k** him They k**ed his lil cousin and Slim These boys play above the rim Choppers and guns, choppers and guns Chop-chop-chop-choppers and guns Choppers and guns, choppers and guns Choppers and guns, choppers and guns Oh sh** man, here we go with them choppers and guns Choppers and guns, choppers and guns Hope you got choppers and guns