Joey Fatts - Chipper Jones lyrics

[Verse 1] Guess who's back in the motherf**ing house But this time we want the bricks n***a, then we out And if he don't comply, n***a blow his brains out My whole family banged out so I went the same route Moving birds down south, me and my n***as Trapping on the block till the fed's come get us Mellow young guy, grew up listening to Dilla But don't get it f**ed up, I still trip a n***a Never had a father figure, I grew up in these streets Straight G, keep a heater, never getting cold feet Known to get it cracking so the homie's love me So whenever it's action, know they riding for me Snitch n***as get they f**ing mama chip Rising to prominence you other n***as counterfeit Swing a punch, I got a forty-five to counter it That's what you get for starting sh**, you on the corners counting split [Verse 2] Never gon' change Still be that same motherf**er from the gang Chilling with my n***as and you know they rep the same Serving bricks, getting money, all my n***as gang bang Motherf**er and we 'bout it Masked up, hammer tucked, down to bust Looking for a n***a while I'm blowing on this cannibus Catch you n***as slipping, co*k it back and do him scandalous Toting big choppers, A.I. with the handles bruh'