(feat. B.G.)



You know how me and Whookid roll

20 inches on a 600 2002 Benzo

Windows limo tinted, chiefin' that straight hydro

G'd up gettin' ben'ed

BG a straight thug nigga

Bout whatever you bout and then some don't give a fuck nigga

Be in the club gettin love dog

Gimme my Henn' in a bottle don't try to play me wit no cup dog

Choppa City hit the scene visious

Get in the way of these killers I guarantee your gon' get it

Seventeen through your fucking fitted

Your suspect right here, B. Gizzle did it

It's goin' down this rip here

And I ain't takin no short I want all ???

And on the real dog smoke something, blow something

Here go the 'gar won'tcha roll something



C'mon, c'mon, c'mon' c'mon

There I go, it's hot kizzle

Look. . .look. . .



I just, pop my collar and tell a bitch holla

And smoke mega pounds of that bubba clot fire

I came on fire, until the day I die all black the attire

Watch dudes who wire, we smoke on Cali dro

Them Choppa City niggas'll show you how to flip a Cali ho

And if you got a problem I'm the problem solver

Get full of that torture, block a headshot from a revolver

I don't like feminine cops, they get mad when I pass

Black nigga in a cinnamon drop

Smoke more weed than timberland trees

I be redder than fox, and if you front I leave you wetter than mops

Go by the rules of the mob bitch, you either rule or roll

Bricks I got, they was shipped and sold

Choppa City in ya area, get cha, bury ya

I pump some lead in ya, blawka blawka blawka



Look, no sticks no seeds, that's what I need

Break it down, cut it stuff it flip it light it and puff it

And don't go to far, puff it and pass

This ain't that trash that you get in them bags

Nigga smokin' that hood shit, don't know bout that good shit

HYDRO is the reason why I'm lettin' my eyes low

The reason why I ride slow, fucked up with no where to go

Why I don't even step foot in the place if I can't blow my dro

Keep that dirt in your grass, you niggas hurtin' your cash

That bullshit ain't even worth the ash

I gotta choke every time I hit it

And my eyes gotta water up every time I take a toke from it

The God gettin' blunted, and when the tint roll down

That underwater smoke creepin' out comin' from it

And if you thinkin' bout smokin' lil girl

You might as well go fuckin' smoke you a 'gar

Don't fuck around nigga