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(*talking*)
Whaaaaa, what's (alright, alright)
It's Lil' B.Gizzle, (yes sir, Polar Bear)
from New Orleans, AKA Chopper City
All the way to T-Town, you what I'm saying
And you know how a rocking, uh-huh
It's real on end, you heard me uh-huh
It's real in the field, you I'm saying believe it

[B.G.]
I'm off the block, niggaz love me I keep it real
Hustlers respect me, cause I spit that they live
I got a with the pills, and the good dro
I get that coat soon as it hit Miami, off the
I got a glock I keep it on me, I don't ever
Seventeen enough, I rock with that extended clip
Thirty four, that's 26 so it don't jam
Run up if you want, you run straight into that
Blucka-blucka this Chopper City, don't it nigga
I and breathe this real shit, you gotta feel it nigga
I don't be playing, I tell you I be thugged out
Mouth full of gold and bows, I be thugged out
I ain't gon change, I don't give a if I'm Donald Trump
I'll always represent Uptown, V.L. where I'm from
It's Chopper City in New Orleans, ask around
Niggaz'll tell you, that nigga B.Gizzle it down

- 2x]
You it, rush up on him
He hating, up on him
He plotting, up on him
Show mercy, to no
War better for it, guns this is
Shock him, a cord
Guerillas, not

Tuck]
Get it how you live, be or pay the bill
a nigga or get drilled, kill a nigga or get killed
Niggaz be hating black, if you hate it you back

feet like alley cats, be on guard for all attacks
Always know what's up, the best set up's a slut
If you set up by a slut, don't be and chop her up
bitch was out of line, time to show naked spine
Don't no blood behind, use barets and terpentine
Say ain't tripping on shit, got teeth that shine and
Watching them watching this, make other teams
Swear to God I got a lot of niggaz, I swear to God they all
I swear to God they'll a nigga, they specialize in end a temper
You simple you don't want none of me, kind of Tuck you me
You bite no mics like me, fa sho can't box like me
War we done been in a few, who knew how many we blew
Coming to the Avenue, you beefing bitch it'll happen to you

- 2x]

[50/50
It's like the Creeper, my gorillas will eat ya
The feature delete ya, then put you in a box speakers
Put you in a box like sneakers, if you try to box I'll ya
My house or your house meet ya, discombobulate your facial features
They gon have to get jumped like teachers, step on you frauds like
Try to play hard but as peaches, your OG's will prolly teach us
When I the Mack-90, you gon have to poo-poo
Shit-shit then doo-doo, like you drunk a of Yoo-hoo
Babies oh boo-goo, ga-ga-goo-goo got a
Have control of what you do, or 50/50 do you
Press then sue you, for getting blood on my who-doo
Lick shots when I through, you got that chump now flee-shoo

- 2x]