Choppa Sound (Remix) lyrics
by G.T.
[Intro: Snap Dogg]
Yeah, what the f*ck wrong with n*ggas
n*ggas actin' like we don't body n*ggas
Y'all know I love that chopper
I love the way the chopper sound
I love the way the chopper sound
Snap, n*gga
[Verse 1: Snap Dogg]
Why n*ggas talkin' crazy like I won't spark up they sh*t
Get his team, get his daddy, and we murkin' the b*tch
If it ain't worth a couple thou I don't want no petty ass lick
And if he say he got the load then we gon' run in this b*tch
We bust at n*ggas, Main say don't trust these n*ggas
So I'm loadin' up my chopper, shakin' back at these n*ggas
I do this boy, streets know I ain't no joke
Fourteen, gettin' money, trappin' out the bando
Don't let me catch you talkin' crazy or tryna steal my flow
'Cause we comin' with that fire, doo-doo-doo, he got low
I'm tired of these fake n*ggas, I can't take it no more
I was runnin' through that field, buckin' people for dough
[Chorus: Snap Dogg]
I love the way the chopper sound
I love the way the chopper sound
My lil n*ggas on go, my lil n*ggas on go
My lil n*ggas on go and they'll let them b*tches blow
My lil n*ggas on go, my lil n*ggas on go
My lil n*ggas on go and they'll let them b*tches blow
[Verse 2: GT]
I like all type of straps but that chopper my favorite one
Call from lil Snap, we leave your sh*t on the pavement
The nerve of these lil n*ggas, out here playin'
n*ggas tough until you get to poppin' up where they layin'
All you hear when we sprayin'
My lil n*ggas fifteen but they know where to aim it
We dress in all black, n*gga death the occasion
Find out everything we need until they set the arrangements
I like my chopper automatic 'cause it shoot the fastest
We ain't worried about dude, we catch you in traffic
I ain't been gettin' sleep, too much soul snatchin' b*tch
And I ain't worried 'bout no beef 'cause we toe taggin'
[Chorus: Snap Dogg]
I love the way the chopper sound
I love the way the chopper sound
My lil n*ggas on go, my lil n*ggas on go
My lil n*ggas on go and they'll let them b*tches blow
My lil n*ggas on go, my lil n*ggas on go
My lil n*ggas on go and they'll let them b*tches blow
[Verse 3: Pook Bandz]
I love the way that chopper sound, AK come with a hundred rounds
Killers pull up, don't make a sound, July 4th and they gun you down
Bows here from LA, address good, I'm catchin' pounds
f*ck your main b*tch today, tomorrow she get the run around
Yeah I'm rich off the yay, who comin' through off the foreign now
n*ggas know how I play 'round with choppers, pistols boring now
I catch a flight to the A, hit DOA, bottles soarin'
Ten G's in one night, next morning we tear Lenox down
n*ggas be in the way, no problem, call Snap he hoppin' out with beams
Now homicide pickin' up shells from the murder scene
Two-two-threes get rid of beef like Burger King
It's school graph almighty, you know my lil n*ggas murder team
[Chorus: Snap Dogg]
I love the way the chopper sound
I love the way the chopper sound
My lil n*ggas on go, my lil n*ggas on go
My lil n*ggas on go and they'll let them b*tches blow
My lil n*ggas on go, my lil n*ggas on go
My lil n*ggas on go and they'll let them b*tches blow