Choppers

Lyrics

[Chorus: Project Pat] On the block we got them choppers We got them choppers in the car we got them choppers We got them choppers at the club we got them choppers we got Them choppers ain't no love we got them choppers we got Them choppers [Verse 1: B.G.] Look chopper totin' is my occupation Set my, ground I'm representing in this situation Since I was young it been all about paper chasing It was a trauma for niggas that's player hatin' I don't give a fuck, call it short ten years I was facing Bitch wanted B.G. to get out but that ain't 'bout natin' B.G. a livin' legend that represent the streets TV's is what I'm watching while I'm in my Mercedes Jeep I don't check bitch niggas, been splittin' niggas I'm thuggin' with Project Pat we all rich niggas Presidential Rolex wrapped around my wrist nigga Nigga hope after the show I'm fucking yo bitch nigga Act like a nigga Cash Money like to shine nigga Pay attention, 'cause we hypnotize yo mind nigga About my cash so I stay on the grind nigga You wanna war look I'm ready at all times nigga 'Bout mine nigga get it right get it right [Verse 2: Birdman] What you say B.G. these niggas better get it right Everybody stay in line Niggas totin gats and breakin backs But '98 we shine, in '99 it's nigga time And I'm gone get mine Niggas incarcerated doing time shouting fuck one time Got limo tents with rollie's that gone line Totin two nines, shots from the front and behind Let bitch niggas know they can't take mine I'm using my mind, 'cause I'm enhancing doing crime And you gon' hear it in all my rhymes I'm moving bricks to set tricks making sure Every hoe I fuck with suck my dick My baby momma could miss me with that bullshit I want the money, a Rolex, a '99 Roles Royce Corniche slick Niggas bettin' shoutin' how you luv that? These other Niggas keep stealin' but I don't understand that Not fucking these hoes with Project Pat Nigga tell me how you love that, tell me how you love that [Chorus: Project Pat] On the block we got them choppers We got them choppers in the car we got them choppers We got them choppers at the club we got them choppers we got Them choppers ain't no love we got them choppers we got Them choppers [Verse 3: Project Pat] I'm yo dawg Project Pat, ghetto section A housing Stomach pain growling got me on the prowling Streets got me wildin' backstabbers smilin' Now I'm catchin' checks for some hundreds and thousands I'm housing these bitches, mane, don't try to down me Grew up in the hood so you hoes better crown me Get from 'round me, I'm a thug be beside me (out of state) Some niggas wanna show love but they know they hate Know they fake, when I touch ya dome won't be shit funny Like Baby and B.G. I want that Cash Money The fast money, I'm addicted to this fast life Just like a junkie smoking crack out that glass pipe Yo ass might as well try to jack yo momma I never had shit, you run up and catch drama A real nigga ya step ya die see yo ass Rather try crack before you try me [Chorus: Project Pat] On the block we got them choppers We got them choppers in the car we got them choppers We got them choppers at the club we got them choppers we got Them choppers ain't no love we got them choppers we got Them choppers