Choppa Lyrics
Hatin'

Hype/Money: Man watchu watchu think about that
Choppa cat brotha? Man shit what the fuck is a aul
anyway? Aint nobody talked about the west bank in
like ten years, you da first one What tha fuck is
a wild west biggidy anyway? I wish somebody let me
know, the nigga be talkin bout some crazy shit
What tha fuck he talkin bout he said his name like
300 times in one fuckin song, Choppa style Chop
Chop Choppa style, what is that he aint sayin
nothin All I know is his name, I know it real
well, I dont even know his face What the fuck
is...

Choppa: Just because I got me a deal, doesn't mean
I gotta big head Can't hook up wit my people and
chill Ima' rap til I'm blue in tha face, and keep
my money and my fans understand Ima' do what it
takes, I never was fake Everthang I'm spittin is
real,I was hungry I was hustlin So I'm gettin a
deal, flippin my skills, flippin this deal
Whatever it takes I'll put a hater in tha dirt and
hit the verse thats waitin, ya i learned that from
Kim when they had tha streets blocked, they had
tha heat that made you fade away like a police
squad, they even had little guns soundin like
grease pops and so much candy you would think it
was sweet shops Now I gone an done shows with
Jigga, smoked with Juvey,hooked up wit Ja Rule and
felt some booty, had hoes claimin that they wanted
to school me I'm bout my money,not bout what them
bitches out ta do me cause I'm in this to win
this,so gimme your mic Ima spin this and send this
and betchu you like, ya, Ima' break em off propa
propa, man fuck tha nigga hatin' on Choppa Choppa
c'mon.

Hype/Money: Man tha nigga cant even rap, I heard
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his hypeman be writin tha songs Then I go check
out tha show, he slingin his winkey tha whole show
(bang bang) I dont wanna see his winky I wanna see
what he's talkin bout.

Choppa: Niggas goin off with a nigga and told ya
but I got 50 niggas who willin' ta show ya, I aint
even talkin bout guns lemme blow ya, I got niggas
down from the Mararo to tha Magnolia YA Now these
niggas gettin line, like they had scholeosis and I
was bout ta fix they spine and I'll I do is spit
these rhymes I dont aim at tha bulls-eye, but I
seem ta hit each time and I heard that fake shit
that you said in your soul Let a nigga make money
bitch leave me alone, all that hatin' and reppin'
on Choppa Chop, can't get mad just because a nigga
hot you not and you niggas keep on sayin I'm wack,
but every time I see ya pops at tha corner he's
always given me gaps said,(I wish my son could rap
that way) and I write my own rhymes, that's Juh
Juh Juh Juh J-M-K.

Hype/Money/Choppa: Maaan fuck Choppa basically he
aint doin shit, he aint never gonna amount to
shit, Uh Oh there he go, man that nigga bout ta go
stage, there that nigga go right there, man Ima'
sneak in there dog, Ima' fool you heard me Ima'
real nigga you heard me, fuck Choppa(Wuz up
man,wuz happnin') Hey Choppa Choppa hey(Hey wuz
happnin)I got that lil dance down,Choppa style
Chop Chop Choppa style, I gotta love you boy(Fo
sho,fo sho,fo sho) Hey i get all the grab
dog,T-shirt,album(Hey man you got that dog) Even
my grandma talkin bout you, Independant women
holla, Ooow (Alright Ima' holla at chu when I get
of the stage alright man) I'm your number one
fan(When I get off tha stage, alright fo sho fo
sho) Little bitch ass nigga come up here talkin'
ta me tryin ta jack me off and shit, nigga I
thought you were gonna sneak in there Well I kinda
like that song dog,You kinda like that song? What
tha type of nigga you is? I'm tha one that said he
was a bitch ass nigga you went to agreein', but I,
but I been talkin' I like that song Awww man you
was talkin bout' he was a ol' hoe ass nigga man
whats wrong whitchu? You just mad cause' he fucked
your girl.