Lil B - Choppin Paper Up lyrics
[Lil B - Choppin Paper Up lyrics]
Yeah, man, you know niggas
Put them choppas up, we
Got that shit rockin' up pretty Boy Music
You feel me?
I’m brushing my waves in this bitch
You know i
Got hella girls, man they love when I rap
You feel me?
So like I said, this that Pretty Boy Party
We thugged out, tiny shirts, all that
I'm a thug nigga, I'm a fucking thug
Catch me out in the hood choppin' paper up
You feel me?
I'm a thug nigga, I'm a fucking thug
Catch me out in the hood choppin' paper up
I had to play the game dirty
You would never see it
Grip the scope and the Glock
Let's talk Jesus
Let's talk how he played when a nigga see me
Niggas ain't like that I'mma ante-up
I'mma show the fast gain the slow bucks
In the hood niggas never
Gonna eat for nothing
I'mma make that rich nigga music
That pretty boy shit but he
Just where the roof is
Pretty young thug now them
Niggas going stupid
Copy my swag worldwide, let's do it
I'm the street baller bitch like the ruckus
And based God don't touch this
And this real line up
56 with them power pills
How I'm gon' eat when my nigga's dead
I'm paranoid every day nigga fuck the feds
I'm a thug nigga, I'm a fucking thug
Catch me out in the hood choppin' paper up
You feel me?
I'm a thug nigga, I'm a fucking thug
Catch me out in the hood choppin' paper up
How you suppose to be a thug
But you never do it
Late night with the strap but
You never shoot it
Niggas come with the news like 10-4
Whoadie got bad vibes, what it hit for
Feel like he a sucker then I move in offense
Give me my respect or become a target
Niggas still going dumb and
We drunken whoadie
Finna pop 3 pills and go hit a lick
Lil B on 5 and he talking shit
You can call me stupid but I'm dumb rich
Can't fuck with a lame or a dumb bitch
Fuck you suckers, I'm the one bitch
Flow like that, with the big strap
Down in East Oakland with the lumberjack
Me and Moses Music with the cd's
Tryin to get off a deal, pushing 5 for 3
Lil B
Yeah we thuggin, nigga what it do? Ay, what
It do, man? Uh, Bay area shit, man
You feel me? World-wide shit you feel me?
That’s how we doin' it, man you know
I’m out here, man, campaigning 100
You feel me? Just doing my I, I’m raw!
I'm a thug nigga, I'm a fucking thug
Catch me out in the hood choppin' paper up
You feel me?
I'm a thug nigga, I'm a fucking thug
Catch me out in the hood choppin' paper up
Put them choppas up, we
Got that shit rockin' up pretty Boy Music
You feel me?
I’m brushing my waves in this bitch
You know i
Got hella girls, man they love when I rap
You feel me?
So like I said, this that Pretty Boy Party
We thugged out, tiny shirts, all that
I'm a thug nigga, I'm a fucking thug
Catch me out in the hood choppin' paper up
You feel me?
I'm a thug nigga, I'm a fucking thug
Catch me out in the hood choppin' paper up
I had to play the game dirty
You would never see it
Grip the scope and the Glock
Let's talk Jesus
Let's talk how he played when a nigga see me
Niggas ain't like that I'mma ante-up
I'mma show the fast gain the slow bucks
In the hood niggas never
Gonna eat for nothing
I'mma make that rich nigga music
That pretty boy shit but he
Just where the roof is
Pretty young thug now them
Niggas going stupid
Copy my swag worldwide, let's do it
I'm the street baller bitch like the ruckus
And based God don't touch this
And this real line up
56 with them power pills
How I'm gon' eat when my nigga's dead
I'm paranoid every day nigga fuck the feds
I'm a thug nigga, I'm a fucking thug
Catch me out in the hood choppin' paper up
You feel me?
I'm a thug nigga, I'm a fucking thug
Catch me out in the hood choppin' paper up
How you suppose to be a thug
But you never do it
Late night with the strap but
You never shoot it
Niggas come with the news like 10-4
Whoadie got bad vibes, what it hit for
Feel like he a sucker then I move in offense
Give me my respect or become a target
Niggas still going dumb and
We drunken whoadie
Finna pop 3 pills and go hit a lick
Lil B on 5 and he talking shit
You can call me stupid but I'm dumb rich
Can't fuck with a lame or a dumb bitch
Fuck you suckers, I'm the one bitch
Flow like that, with the big strap
Down in East Oakland with the lumberjack
Me and Moses Music with the cd's
Tryin to get off a deal, pushing 5 for 3
Lil B
Yeah we thuggin, nigga what it do? Ay, what
It do, man? Uh, Bay area shit, man
You feel me? World-wide shit you feel me?
That’s how we doin' it, man you know
I’m out here, man, campaigning 100
You feel me? Just doing my I, I’m raw!
I'm a thug nigga, I'm a fucking thug
Catch me out in the hood choppin' paper up
You feel me?
I'm a thug nigga, I'm a fucking thug
Catch me out in the hood choppin' paper up