[Fred] Yeah. This beathere was created in the Hamptons [Chop] Uughhh! [Fred] Anddropped in Manhattan [Background:] Hey-o, Hey-o [Chop] BadBoy's the label [Fred] Time Shock [Chop] Dofat's theman [Fred] Wit Chopper from Miami to New Orleans [Chop]Chopper City's the nigga (whoo!) [Fred] Freddy P [Chop] Whowant war wit em'? (Uh-huh, Uh-huh) [Chop] Take a fall witem' (Uh-huh, Uh-huh) Back against the wall wit em (Uh-huh,Uh-huh) [Fred] Chopper City let 'em know!
[Chopper] Ibelieve in gettin rich or die tryin Niggaz is (?) and I'm a warrior likeninja stroll It ain't nothin, I can show you how to pimp a ho And if youwant it, you can get it nigga - friend of foe I keeps the mac millilow Itchy for nothin to crack so I can snap like "what chu grillinfo'?" Shit, I keeps it gutter man, you know how I do's it I strike a kitethat's my definition of stickin and movin What you know about shoot outs forhalf an hour? If you don't, you niggaz is jive and act as cowards Youbouta witness City reach till' it's massive power Boss man. I can get youniggaz wacked in showers I'm well known for what I do, but fiends call meCaptain Powder If you want it you can call on Chopper [Whispers]Choppa! Fetti is somethin that ya boy desire I keep the metal thing-a-mijiggythe color is copper
[Chorus: Chopper w/ Fred in thebackground] I keeps it gangsta - you can ask my niggaz cause they know(They know) [Fred] Yeah I'ma hustler that bout them pesos(pesos) [Fred] C'mon If you wit me then let them keys blow (keysblow) [Fred] Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid Throw 'em up and letya nuts hang low now.. I keeps it gangsta - you can ask my niggaz cause theyknow (They know) [Fred] Holla I'ma hustler that bout them pesos(pesos) [Fred] Holla If you wit me then let them keys blow (keysblow) [Fred] Holla Throw 'em up and let ya nuts hang lowNow..
[Fred] I love the haters cause I feed of theyenergy I'm in the same business as the muthafucker on the roof who shotKennedy Waitin for sinners and They see the glory and pain You know thestory bout the boy with a name He did things like kill people and stoleKane The hood got three lanes, Life, Death, or entertain Now sellin's thelife. In that box is the D-word In that house by the lake wit the yacht isthe Keyword Fuck it, if he work and she work Da Band We work on P.D.'snerves Man we probly gon clash when he hear these words But fuck it, Ilove that nigga, he the reason we hurr If it wasn't for him, I'd be livin tosee dirt Now lil F.P. and me, we see curves Bend 'em - fuck it the windowsis tinted, so we splurge Wit niggaz that treat me like Jerry and do Steve'swork
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[Chopper] All I do is chill andblind hoe wit a sparkling grill Stroke, smoke, grind and count dough by themill's That's real. I ride the wheels till' they fall off Sittin still wita sawed-off ready to blow a arm off Oh, Lord! You don't want no problems witdude I'm out that Band, so you now the boy-band news I bruise ya crew thenride out then head to the hideout I stay wit them nines out to clear thewhole block out [Gunshot]
[Fred] Now they say "Fred youneed to chill" I been a BadBoy way before Martin of Will I'm somewhereparked on a hill on the southside of Germany That's what the game has earnedme supportin my skills And them girls like "Freddy, you need to stop" HowI came through like Griffin and made Cleveland hot How they get up on thefloor and make it "Breathe and Stop" like Q-Tip - get in her ear and I betshe get in my drop
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[Chop] We them southsideriders [Fred] C'mon, C'mon, Look out [Chop] Huh? Now whatcha say Freddy Peezay [Chop] We them southside riders [Fred]C'mon, C'mon, Look out [Chop] Huh? [Fred] C'mon, C'mon, Lookout [Chop] Huh? [Fred] C'mon, C'mon, Lookout [Chop] Huh? [Fred] Get down! Get down,c'mon
[Chopper] I like that shit! Yeah, Boi! I'm tellin youwhoa, I'm tellin- aight, I ain't gon talk
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