11 to 9 (Choppatalk III) ☠ lyrics

[Hook 1]:
Come around me and you dead
I do not f*ck with no feds
I do not f*ck with no feds
Choppa go right at ya head
Choppa go right at ya top
I got the white on the block
You know that choppa don't talk
I smoke the pot like a crock
I roll up right in the street
Baby girl head is the bomb
That is what I wanna see
All of my diamonds they gleam
All of my emeralds they shine
I pull up quick at 11
I pull up quick with a 9
I pull up quick with a--

[Verse]:
Shawty so bad and she fine
She could be last in the ride
But ima still tell her to slide
I get the gas and I pump
I be as rad as they come
Throw down a bag I don't front
n*ggas be mad if they want
Got a new whip from Japan
Got a new b*tch, she a fan
When she be playing them jams
She don't be missing her man
I got a vixen my man
She wanna hold on my hand
She wanna smoke on the strand
She just be passing them bands