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Ch-ch-Chopsquad What? Chopsquad DJ on the beat (Von) Huh, I'm a motherfuckin' problem (motherfucker) Huh, I'm a motherfuckin' problem (bop) Niggas runnin' up on me (huh?), gon' need a motherfuckin' doctor (what?) I done shot too many niggas, need another fuckin' choppa (boom, boom, bitch) Huh, what? I'm a motherfuckin' problem, lil' nigga (bah, bah) Huh, what? I'm a motherfuckin' problem (bah, bah) Niggas runnin' up on me (huh?), gon' need a motherfuckin' doctor (what?) I done shot too many niggas, need another fuckin' choppa (boom, boom) Ooh, shit I'm on your motherfuckin' ass (on your ass) Come outside, I'm in your motherfuckin' grass (I'm in your grass) You still in school? I'm in your motherfuckin' class I got Von behind the wheel, he do the motherfuckin' dash, huh (vroom-vroom) Huh, why I still run the city? (Run the city) Got these drums in our guns, call 'em titties (call 'em titties, nigga) I got-I got power, call me 50 (just call me 50) Lil' nigga want smoke, he gon' get it (come and get it, nigga) Ridin' through Chiraq (I'm in the city, nigga) Catch a nigga lackin', shoot his back (with that .50, nigga) Don't see nobody, where these niggas at? (Where they at?) I've been lurkin' for so long, ran out of gas (bitch I'm mad, hoe) I saw 'em at the store, but I ain't have my mask This the last fuckin' time that the opps gettin' a pass (on my momma, nigga) Huh, I'm a motherfuckin' problem (motherfucker) Huh, I'm a motherfuckin' problem (bop) Niggas runnin' up on me (huh?), gon' need a motherfuckin' doctor (what?) I done shot too many niggas, need another fuckin' choppa (boom, boom, bitch) Huh, what? I'm a motherfuckin' problem, lil' nigga (bah, bah) Huh, what? I'm a motherfuckin' problem (bah, bah) Niggas runnin' up on me (huh?), gon' need a motherfuckin' doctor (what?) I done shot too many niggas, need another fuckin' choppa (yeah, boom) Graduated from the streets, I'm a motherfuckin' scholar (you know) Sober on my first hit, ain't need no motherfuckin' yoppa (uh-huh) Pulled on niggas block with Glocks, sound like a motherfuckin' choppa (brra) Ballin' on these fuckboys, I pop my motherfuckin' collar, ayy G Herbo (G Herbo), mention Chiraq, gotta say G Herbo Posted in the hood, I ain't worried 'bout opps Know all the lil' kids wanna see Swervo (swerve) I keep a .40 Glock, not a fur coat High speed on the cops, it's a turbo (skrrt) We don't internet, bet the streets spread the word though (yeah) Boy, these bitches hot-hot, Disco Inferno (boom-boom) If them niggas slidin', fuck we sittin' on the curb for? (What?) Percs have niggas itchin' but them bitches give you a urge though Merch mask, we'll put them bitches on a purge though (yeah, you know that) Huh, I'm a motherfuckin' problem (motherfucker) Huh, I'm a motherfuckin' problem (bop) Niggas runnin' up on me (huh?), gon' need a motherfuckin' doctor (what?) I done shot too many niggas, need another fuckin' choppa (boom, boom, bitch) Huh, what? I'm a motherfuckin' problem, lil' nigga (bah, bah) Huh, what? I'm a motherfuckin' problem (bah, bah) Niggas runnin' up on me (huh?), gon' need a motherfuckin' doctor (what?) I done shot too many niggas, need another fuckin' choppa (boom, bo-)
Writer(s): Darrel Jackson, Herbert Wright, Dayvon Bennett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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