Текст Choppa – I’mma Be Here
Текст:
I know ya’ll prolly didn’t expect, for me to come like this
Grab the mic catch the track, and start to run like this
There wasn’t too many boys local, that was dropping like this
But now I got your heads bobbing, and you jocking my shit
Please brah, where you get caught is where I leave ya
Turn my shit up loud, so everybody could hear me
And these player hating bitch niggaz, will probably wan’ kill me
This some real shit, I get off into some ill shit
Make a mill quick, Steven Segal hard to kill shit
Now chill bitch, I told ya this some ill shit
And you might just get killed quick, now feel this
Hi my name is Choppa, I introduce myself
And if you mad for what I’m saying, that mean the truth was felt
I proved myself, how many murders my block is long
You don’t need to know our numbers, but our stocks is strong
Chorus — 2x
I got much sicker I’ma be here, niggaz stuck with me
Niggaz know I’m number one, they can’t fuck with me
Now it’s next to hit the world, nothing else but me
Platinum placks and a stack, on the shelf for me
Now these busters, been pulling trash out
It’s time for Choppa to flip the mask to jack, go brag and take his ass out
Rookie cookie ass niggaz, is bout to be bum
Fucking round with Choppa, what the fuck you niggaz is dumb
I told you niggaz, now I got to show you niggaz
Blow you niggaz, get the car and roll you niggaz
I’m from that wild west biggity, where things get off the higgity
And I got the game, from my dog rep biggity
You niggaz that ain’t bout it, and that’s why you still there
And I’m walking the street, you find suckers that try
But as you know I’m from Marrero, so I’m packing that iron
Chorus — 2x
Puppy stunting and fronting dogs, you bucked up
Growling at a pedigree pro, get fucked up
Cooler than sick, so you niggaz that lucked up
I still walk the street wit ya, till all my shoes stuck up
Now them hoes scream Choppa, like when niggaz seen choppers
That red beam dot ya, we that dream team partna
Your throat to my throat, your note to my note
No matter what you do, cause I’m still gon’ showboat
Now how many times, I gotta tell ya’ll niggaz
If I keep talking, then they gon’ smell ya’ll niggaz
I know you niggaz heard, about them boys from that Dirty South
Fuck the rumors fuck the fake, nigga this the word of mouth
Hold up stop, won’t ya wait a minute
And just let lil’ Choppa, put some flavor in it
If you stay a minute, we can play the ending
If a nigga stole my image, he couldn’t hold my image
Chorus — 2x
I got much sicker, I’ma be here
Ah-ah-ah
I got much sicker, I’ma be here
Ah-ah-ah
I got much sicker, I’ma be here
I got mu-I got mu’
I got much sicker I’ma be here, niggaz stuck with me
Niggaz know I’m number one, they can’t fuck with me
