Babe, if it's a problem go on let me And if it shit, nigga go let it go But while it's on my mind, I to let you know Them choppers on and I ain't afraid to let 'em go
Yeah, do ya, do ya (Do ya bad, do ya bad) do ya, do ya (Do ya bad, do ya bad)
do ya, do ya, do ya bad (Do ya bad, do ya bad) do ya, do ya, do ya bad (Do ya bad, do ya bad)
You on that dumb ain't wit it man the main reason murders get committed man It can go down any man Goon squad jump out, that black on black
So you better be and on your toes them chopper bullets stop, nobody knows Babies cryin', niggaz dyin' all the place Momma 'cause there's blood all over her face
This is not a game, is not a test Swiss your brain, mayne you'll be laid to rest I'll bust your head ask questions Throw the deuces, to you haters
if it's a problem go on let me know And if it shit, nigga go let it go But it's on my mind, I need to let you know Them choppers on deck and I ain't to let 'em go
Yeah, do ya, do ya (Do ya bad, do ya bad) do ya, do ya (Do ya bad, do ya bad)
do ya, do ya, do ya bad (Do ya bad, do ya bad) do ya, do ya, do ya bad (Do ya bad, do ya bad)
I don't know bitch, she don't know me either I suggest you keep it movin' if you wanna her You don't these problems, that's a bad idea Machete'll have your ass runnin' diarrhea
Nobody move get hurt, shit If I pull that tool, everybody hit the dirt, This could be avoided only if you keep your cool Act like you grown instead of in middle school nigga
You want this beef bruh Put in in the freezer You'll freeze up I pull the heat Then squeeze from the up
is not a game this is not a test Slow your or you'll be laid to rest
Babe if it's a go on let me know And if it shit, nigga go let it go But while it's on my mind, I need to let you Them choppers on and I ain't afraid to let 'em go
Yeah, do ya, do ya (Do ya bad, do ya bad) do ya, do ya (Do ya bad, do ya bad)
do ya, do ya, do ya bad (Do ya bad, do ya bad) do ya, do ya, do ya bad (Do ya bad, do ya bad)
Yeah, I'll sell you wet dope just to make it right Call them boys, set you up in broad Yeah I'll your bitch I'll do you bad Nine months later, now she you're the dad
If you your bump, say I never found the shit If I owe ya guap', pay ass with counterfeit Oh yeah, I'll ya nigga, don't think I can't Have my broad put suger in your gas tank
Cut your brake line, slash your tire When you crank car your engine catch fire now I don't know what you've been told But these are descriptions of how this hood go
Babe if it's a go on let me know And if it shit, nigga go let it go But while it's on my mind, I need to let you Them on deck and I ain't afraid to let 'em go
Yeah, do ya, do ya (Do ya bad, do ya bad) do ya, do ya (Do ya bad, do ya bad)
do ya, do ya, do ya bad (Do ya bad, do ya bad) do ya, do ya, do ya bad (Do ya bad, do ya bad)