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[B.G.]
What's happenin main?
This B. Gizzle
Your number one original hot boy...ya heard
and I got Collipark Music...They got me bouncin' wit dis one here.......
You could bounce wit it....you could buck wit it
and you could roll wit it...ya heard me..
my dawg smurf I'm tellin' you did this here
This that life after cash money world and I'm gonna bring 'em in my world

[Chorus]
If want it,and you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket
If want it,and you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket
This is for my hot boys and my hot girls, ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world
This is for my hot boys and my hot girls, ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world

[Verse One]
My ghetto pass go state to state
I could go in any hood 'cuz I ain't fake
I'll bob my head, I'll stomp my feet
For Soulja Slim, won't you do that Nolia Clap with me
Say Hot Girl, don't play with me
Like Ying Yang, Let me see you salt shake for me
I'm on the move, No stoppin' this
Cash Money move over I gots this
I'm 'bout to fuck the game up, just watch this
When it's over I bet I see a profit
I'm a CEO, I'm a artist too
I'm a hustler, I can get work from Florida too
Don't fuck with me, I'll stump you
If you score the right amount, I'll front you
I talk this shit 'cuz I'm bout this shit
Ain't no way I could run a way out this shit

[Chorus]

[Verse Two]
I got 4-0 dawgs that's goin' to jail
I'm takin Keddy baby momma that ain't got no bail
I keeps it real, if you real you know
I'm in the game, so I gotta play the game how it go
See where I'm from they got hoes that grind
On the block all day gotta respect they mind
They'll cut you up, they'll mace you too
and they got a baby nine they'll spray at you
It's eye-for-eye I go pound-for-pound
I'm New Orleans, only hopin' I'ma hold it down
Either roll with me, when I'm rolling through
Or I guarantee I'ma roll over you
I'm a fool wit it
Give me that work, I show you what to do wit it
My cousin in seventh grade sittin' in the school wit it
By seventh period, he through wit it..........It's Chopper City

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
I represent my dawg Soulja
That's why you can catch me in that Nolia
I'm a gangsta, the streets backin' me
I ain't goin' back to Baby, stop askin' me
It's C-H-O double P-E-R...C-I-T-Y
Nigga, till the day I die
I'm from the hood, I'm down to earth
When I'm in the streets I be out there head first
I'm on the creep, with no sleep
I ain't trynna rest till the enemy six feet
It's game time, and I'm ready to play
Gimme my remote and my remote is my K
I spray with it, I'm from uptown
I gotta stay wit it
When we murder, we know how to get away wit it
We do our slick, one shot to the head is how we slank a bitch

[Chorus]
[B.G.]   What's happenin main?   This B. Gizzle   Your number one original hot boy...ya heard   and I got Collipark Music...They got me bouncin' wit dis one here.......   You could bounce wit it....you could buck wit it   and you could roll wit it...ya heard me..   my dawg smurf I'm tellin' you did this here   This that life after cash money world and I'm gonna bring 'em in my world      [Chorus]   If want it,and you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket   If want it,and you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket   This is for my hot boys and my hot girls, ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world   This is for my hot boys and my hot girls, ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world      [Verse One]   My ghetto pass go state to state   I could go in any hood 'cuz I ain't fake   I'll bob my head, I'll stomp my feet   For Soulja Slim, won't you do that Nolia Clap with me   Say Hot Girl, don't play with me   Like Ying Yang, Let me see you salt shake for me   I'm on the move, No stoppin' this   Cash Money move over I gots this   I'm 'bout to fuck the game up, just watch this   When it's over I bet I see a profit   I'm a CEO, I'm a artist too   I'm a hustler, I can get work from Florida too   Don't fuck with me, I'll stump you   If you score the right amount, I'll front you   I talk this shit 'cuz I'm bout this shit   Ain't no way I could run a way out this shit      [Chorus]      [Verse Two]   I got 4-0 dawgs that's goin' to jail   I'm takin Keddy baby momma that ain't got no bail   I keeps it real, if you real you know   I'm in the game, so I gotta play the game how it go   See where I'm from they got hoes that grind   On the block all day gotta respect they mind   They'll cut you up, they'll mace you too   and they got a baby nine they'll spray at you   It's eye-for-eye I go pound-for-pound   I'm New Orleans, only hopin' I'ma hold it down   Either roll with me, when I'm rolling through   Or I guarantee I'ma roll over you   I'm a fool wit it   Give me that work, I show you what to do wit it   My cousin in seventh grade sittin' in the school wit it   By seventh period, he through wit it..........It's Chopper City      [Chorus]      [Verse Three]   I represent my dawg Soulja   That's why you can catch me in that Nolia   I'm a gangsta, the streets backin' me   I ain't goin' back to Baby, stop askin' me   It's C-H-O double P-E-R...C-I-T-Y   Nigga, till the day I die   I'm from the hood, I'm down to earth   When I'm in the streets I be out there head first   I'm on the creep, with no sleep   I ain't trynna rest till the enemy six feet   It's game time, and I'm ready to play   Gimme my remote and my remote is my K   I spray with it, I'm from uptown   I gotta stay wit it   When we murder, we know how to get away wit it   We do our slick, one shot to the head is how we slank a bitch      [Chorus]
 
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