Run With My Chopper lyrics
[b.g.]
You know bout me and my chopper, nigga
Watch this
Nigga, Im dressed in my t, girbauds, and reeboks
Gotta settle beef for a nigga shot up my block
Get my clique, load them things up in the van
Dont matter - they in front the law we gon blast
We creepin, sweepin to catch these niggas 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 aks bark
One of them niggas 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 fucked up
(hook [b.g.])
Im runnin with my chopper
Im bout to set it off with my chopper
Knock a head off with my chopper
And bang at the law with my chopper
Look,
Im runnin with my chopper
Im bout to set it off with my chopper
Knock a head off with my chopper
Then bang at the law with my chopper
[b.g.]
Evenin got dark - you know its bout to be some g shit
Twelve oclock done hit - its midnight madness
Sun down, moon out - you know them snakes comin
Guerrillas on they way with them hundred-round drummins
Better get to runnin - Im killin by the dozen
Bitch, youre up - you get eternal bleedin from the stomach
Im buckin, Im bustin, Im bringin trouble on your block
I aint fearin nothin - youre in front me, you get chopped
Im hot, dog - keep that glock and its cocked, dog
First time youre caught off your game, you drop, dog
Im true to the game - ho, play for keeps
Pull up with the passenger drivin way in the back seat
I dont give a fuck, never did, been real
Since I was young been seein cats get killed
When it get dark better be able to run quick
cause after that, that chopper gonna talk shit
(hook [b.g.])
Im runnin with my chopper
Im bout to set it off with my chopper
Knock a head off with my chopper
Bang at the law with my chopper
Look,
Im runnin with my chopper
Im bout to set it off with my chopper
Knock a head off with my chopper
Then bang at the law with my chopper
[b.g.]
If you dont know, Im the b.g., all about beefin
Catch ya bobbin your head at the d.j. and leave you leakin
Im on a buck, fuck on the up, then squeeze it
(? ? ? ), nigga - look, l.t. family grievin
Im on a mission to leave they family grievin
Cut my dog life short, now I gotta teach em
Ima (? ) and send work to (? ? )
Keep niggas bust up goin through his morgue
Ima fool - baby handed me my first tool
Told me if I feel played do what I gotta do
Nowadays I dont play with that k in my hand
You dont know from last album, ima made man
Uptown where Im from - v.l. my stumpin ground
Get outta line, I empty a drum at ya, clown
Im a dog, dog - Im tellin ya Im raw, dog
Like pac: ya aint in my clique, fuck all yall
(hook [b.g.])
Im runnin with my chopper
Im bout to set it off with my chopper
Knock a head off with my chopper
Bang at the law with my chopper
Look (look),
Im runnin with my chopper
Im bout to set it off with my chopper
Knock a head off with my chopper
And bang at the law with my chopper
[b.g.]
Runnin with my chopper (runnin with my chopper)
Im 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)
Im runnin with my chopper (runnin with my chopper)
Im 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, nigga, huh? )
Ohhh, nigga, what you know bout that chopper?
Fuck
Ya heard - checkmate with that chopper!
Nigga, checkmate with that chopper