B.G. - Run With My Chopper Lyrics
[b.g.]You know bout me and my chopper, niggaWatch thisNigga, Im dressed in my t, girbauds, and reeboksGotta settle beef for a nigga shot up my blockGet my clique, load them things up in the vanDont matter - they in front the law we gon blastWe creepin, sweepin to catch these niggas slippinEvery hood we think they be in we dippinEven through people, all through people yardBelieve me - tonight they goin to (? ? )We ridin all night, finally got luckyWe saw em chillin back, turned on the block hustlinHit the lights, park, jumped out, walkedCrept down on em, let them aks barkOne of them niggas broke out, I broke out behind himWent down the alley, went under the house, I went behind himCaught him, then I ch-chopped him upIn the process my reeboks got *****ed up(hook [b.g.])Im runnin with my chopperIm bout to set it off with my chopperKnock a head off with my chopperAnd bang at the law with my chopperLook,Im runnin with my chopperIm bout to set it off with my chopperKnock a head off with my chopperThen bang at the law with my chopper[b.g.]Evenin got dark - you know its bout to be some g shitTwelve oclock done hit - its midnight madnessSun down, moon out - you know them snakes cominGuerrillas on they way with them hundred-round drumminsBetter get to runnin - Im killin by the dozen*****, youre up - you get eternal bleedin from the stomachIm buckin, Im bustin, Im bringin trouble on your blockI aint fearin nothin - youre in front me, you get choppedIm hot, dog - keep that glock and its *****ed, dogFirst time youre caught off your game, you drop, dogIm true to the game - ho, play for keepsPull up with the passenger drivin way in the back seatI dont give a *****, never did, been realSince I was young been seein cats get killedWhen it get dark better be able to run quickcause after that, that chopper gonna talk shit(hook [b.g.])Im runnin with my chopperIm bout to set it off with my chopperKnock a head off with my chopperBang at the law with my chopperLook,Im runnin with my chopperIm bout to set it off with my chopperKnock a head off with my chopperThen bang at the law with my chopper[b.g.]If you dont know, Im the b.g., all about beefinCatch ya bobbin your head at the d.j. and leave you leakinIm on a buck, ***** on the up, then squeeze it(? ? ? ), nigga - look, l.t. family grievinIm on a mission to leave they family grievinCut my dog life short, now I gotta teach emIma (? ) and send work to (? ? )Keep niggas bust up goin through his morgueIma fool - baby handed me my first toolTold me if I feel played do what I gotta doNowadays I dont play with that k in my handYou dont know from last album, ima made manUptown where Im from - v.l. my stumpin groundGet outta line, I empty a drum at ya, clownIm a dog, dog - Im tellin ya Im raw, dogLike pac: ya aint in my clique, ***** all yall(hook [b.g.])Im runnin with my chopperIm bout to set it off with my chopperKnock a head off with my chopperBang at the law with my chopperLook (look),Im runnin with my chopperIm bout to set it off with my chopperKnock a head off with my chopperAnd 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?*****Ya heard - checkmate with that chopper!Nigga, checkmate with that chopper
