Project Pat, Big Tymers, B.G. - Choppers lyrics

On the block we got them choppers
We got them choppers in the
Car we got them choppers
We got them choppers at the club
We got them choppers we got
Them choppers ain't no love we
Got them choppers we got them choppers

Look chopper totin is my occupation set my
Ground I'm representing in this situation
Since I was young it been
All about paper chasing
It was a trauma for niggas
That been player hatin
I don't give a fuck call it
Short ten years I was facing
Bitch wanted BGz to get out
But that ain't bout natin
BG a livin legend that represent the streets
TV's is what i'm watching while
I'm in my Mercedes Jeep
I don't check niggas then splittin niggas
I'm thuggin with project pat
We all rich niggas
Presidential Rolex wrapped around
My wrist nigga nigga hope after the show i'm
Fucking yo bitch nigga
Act like a nigga Cash Money
Like to shine nigga
Pay attention cause we hypnotize
Yo mind nigga
About my cash so I stay on the grind nigga
You wanna war look i'm ready
At all times nigga
Bout mine nigga get it right get it right

What you say BGz these niggas
Better get it right everybody stay in line
Niggas totin gats and breakin backs but
In 98 we shine in 99 it's nigga time
And i'm gone get mine
Niggas incarcerated doing time shouting
Fuck one time
Got limo tents with rolie's that gone line
Totin two nines shots from
The front and behind
Let bitch niggas know they can't take mine
I'm using my mind cause
I'm enhancing doing crime
And you gone hear it in all my rhymes
I'm moving bricks to set tricks making sure
Every ho I fuck with suck my dick
My baby momma could miss
Me with that bullshit
I want the money, a rolex
A 99 Roles Royce Kaneice slick
Niggas bettin shoutin how you
Luv that? These other
Niggas keep stealin but I
Don't understand that
Not fucking these hoes with Project Pat
Nigga tell me how you love that
Tell me how you luv that

On the block we got them choppers
We got them choppers in the
Car we got them choppers
We got them choppers at the club
We got them choppers we got
Them choppers ain't no love we
Got them choppers we got them choppers

I'm yo dawg Project Pat
Ghetto section A housing
Stomach pain growling got me on the prowling
Streets got me wildin' backstabbers smilin'
Now i'm catchin' checks for
Some hundreds and thousands
I'm housing these bitches man dope
Try to down me grew up in the hood so
You hoes better crown me
Get from round me i'm a thug be beside me
(out of state) wanna show love but they know
They can't know they fake
When I touch ya dome won't be shit funny
Like Baby and BG i want that Cash Money
The fast money i'm addicted to this fast life
Just like a junkie smoking crack
Out that glass pipe
Yo ass might as well try to jack yo momma
I never had shit to run up and cacth troubles
A real nigga ya step ya die see yo ass
Rather try crack before you try me

On the block we got them choppers
We got them choppers in the
Car we got them choppers
We got them choppers at the club
We got them choppers we got
Them choppers ain't no love we
Got them choppers we got them choppers