Clips and Choppers (feat. Lil' Phat)

It's chopper city in my neighborhood

South Baton Rouge, ****, what?

4's up, 4's down, real talk

Long clips and choppers

In this hood where they won't give a damn

From the top to the bottom

It's chopper city in the ghetto, yeah, we on that level

Flippin' and turnin', I hope you **** bought whatever

Fifty or hunnid, man, we'll send you to the devil

I work this bitch like don't get a last level

Every block got a chopper too, to clear the whole city

Don't give a fuck when it's time to bust

From the top to the bottom, I don't give a fuck

****, get them choppers out the closet, come and hit you up

Extended clips from the hole in your fucking stomach

When the war over with, that's when they really comin'

So I took my fuckin' money, man, I buy more

'Cause my **** be in beef, summer, winter, spring, and fall

You ain't know, it's Iraq in the hood, ain't really no stacks in the hood

They puttin' choppers in your face up in South Baton Rouge

Cut the barrel, make it sharp, that's that trap shit

Catch 'em at the red light, smashin'

Long clips and choppers

In this hood where they won't give a damn

From the top to the bottom

2009, man, these **** ain't playin'

Long clips and choppers

From the top to the bottom

2009, man, these **** ain't playin'

Remember tryna snatch a purse in the South

And now I'm slangin' choppers with a hunnid round burst in that South

I ain't got no scared aim, I ain't shootin' through no car

I do walk-ups and stand-offs, put barrels in your mouth

Free my boulevard ****, BB and Dame

Still send 'em money, all this for real, I never change

Mother fuck weak fans, it's a uptown thing, for real

I fuck with 'caine, and I'ma die behind this lane

You **** ain't no killers, you **** shootin' in the air

And since Ben gone, I never play fair

Catch a ****, broad day, no mask, I'm bare

Like, fuck a rap for real, bitch, come take this bloodbath

Say, fool, on the real, I fuck with you

But fuck them other ****, they ain't nothing like they do

They don't throw 'em like we throw 'em

They don't bone like we bone

It's a uptown thing, so they find they can't cope

Long clips and choppers

In this hood where they won't give a damn

From the top to the bottom

2009, man, these **** ain't playin'

Long clips and choppers

From the top to the bottom

2009, man, these **** ain't playin'

Got my first chopper for a bill fifty

Man, I wish that bitch was still with me

After Juvenile, I hit it by the club

Got at some pussy **** and fell in love with that yacht

Two liter, 223's protect my household

My la familia, fuck with them, bitch, I'ma kill you

Choppers on deck, dawg

You ain't gotta respect a real ****, know it

'Cause you can't with your head off

I told these ****, now it's time for me to show these ****

Jump out with four of them bitches, a **** know it's crystal

That's how the game go

Every **** come up dead, they come and get me

These **** snitches

Real talk, I know some **** on that real walk

And go to bone, who gon' clown if they touch down?

It's how it is though

This **** dead, that **** dead, get out my hood if you scared

Long clips and choppers

In this hood where they won't give a damn

From the top to the bottom

2009, man, these **** ain't playin'

Long clips and choppers

From the top to the bottom

2009, man, these **** ain't playin'