Came a long way from the choppa and the car (Raa!) I was kicking doors, never thought of being a star (Hey) Now I pull up up in the Rolls with the baddest of them all (Bad) I pour a four, now I sittin' on Mars (Mars) I lift the doors when I'm pulling out

Midget Saw, a deadly fate Chopped up up limbs become shark bait Midget Saw, the pirate's code It says that both your legs must go Chopped to pieces Ripped to shreds You're gonna wish that you were dead! Who's that short man what does he do? He killed that

Yes I understand I done came a long way From huggin them corners to appearin on TV From choppin up up nicks, like this here feeds me me To makin 'em hits, like this shit's easy But it's not, it's a whole lot of bullshit involved And truthfully, I'd rather be

To use me me for good We ain't leaving this room So girl, leave your boots by the bed Till someone needs medical help Or the magnolias bloom It's cold in this house and I ain't going out to chop chop wood So cover me me up and know you're enough Cover me me up and

I got a chopper in the car (huh) I got a chopper in the car Load up up the choppers like it's December thirty first Roll up up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts If I die today, remember me me like John Lennon Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown

Oh oh oh oh Ooh it's the lights (You're blinded by the) I see your face (I see your face) You wanna touch it (You wanna touch it) Come to my place (Come to my place) And let's discuss it (Let's chop chop it up up) Action! (You need that) Satisfaction! (You need

Little lady Off of your melody Please don't make a fool of me me You got me me just (Screwed up up) (Chop Chop me up up) Come on and don't Come on, girl, don't

Me and my dawgs break laws (Laws) 21 Gang 'til I fall (Fall) Had to put a bitch on pause (Pause) You could get hit in the jaw (Your jaw) The chopper can hit all of y'all (Straight up up) Your brother, your goldfish and dog (All) Most of my niggas just rob

Call me me what you want but you can't call me me broke Pull up up with that choppa and a telescope Got 50 chickens in with me, runnin' around in my city Young rich nigga trappin' out Bentleys, rich nigga trappin' out Bentleys We makin' a motion picture,

Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah Slidin' on the water like a jet-ski, yeah I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah Chopper with the scope so do not test me, yeah Ric Flair drip go "woo" on a bitch Fifty-seven ninety split the coupe on my wrist