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I know ya'll prolly didn't expect, for me to come like this Grab the mic catch the track, and start to run like this There wasn't too many boys local, that was dropping like this But now I got your heads bobbing, and you jocking my shit So now you freeze up, thinking that Choppa was bout to ease up Please brah, where you get caught is where I leave ya Turn my shit up loud, so everybody could hear me And these player hating bitch niggaz, will probably wan' kill me This some real shit, I get off into some ill shit Make a mill quick, Steven Segal hard to kill shit Now chill bitch, I told ya this some ill shit And you might just get killed quick, now feel this Hi my name is Choppa, I introduce myself And if you mad for what I'm saying, that mean the truth was felt I proved myself, how many murders my block is long You don't need to know our numbers, but our stocks is strong [Chorus - 2x] I got much sicker I'ma be here, niggaz stuck with me Niggaz know I'm number one, they can't fuck with me Now it's next to hit the world, nothing else but me Platinum placks and a stack, on the shelf for me Now these busters, been pulling trash out It's time for Choppa to flip the mask to jack, go brag and take his ass out Rookie cookie ass niggaz, is bout to be bum Letras de cancionesFucking round with Choppa, what the fuck you niggaz is dumb I told you niggaz, now I got to show you niggaz Blow you niggaz, get the car and roll you niggaz I'm from that wild west biggity, where things get off the higgity And I got the game, from my dog rep biggity You niggaz that ain't bout it, and that's why you still there I fuck with cats that pop caps, and put you in a wheelchair And I'm walking the street, you find suckers that try But as you know I'm from Marrero, so I'm packing that iron [Chorus - 2x] Puppy stunting and fronting dogs, you bucked up Growling at a pedigree pro, get fucked up Cooler than sick, so you niggaz that lucked up I still walk the street wit ya, till all my shoes stuck up Now them hoes scream Choppa, like when niggaz seen choppers That red beam dot ya, we that dream team partna Your throat to my throat, your note to my note No matter what you do, cause I'm still gon' showboat Now how many times, I gotta tell ya'll niggaz If I keep talking, then they gon' smell ya'll niggaz I know you niggaz heard, about them boys from that Dirty South Fuck the rumors fuck the fake, nigga this the word of mouth Hold up stop, won't ya wait a minute And just let lil' Choppa, put some flavor in it If you stay a minute, we can play the ending If a nigga stole my image, he couldn't hold my image [Chorus - 2x] I got much sicker, I'ma be here Ah-ah-ah I got much sicker, I'ma be here Ah-ah-ah I got much sicker, I'ma be here I got mu-I got mu' I got much sicker I'ma be here, niggaz stuck with me Niggaz know I'm number one, they can't fuck with me From Letras Mania