[Intro: C-Murder]
Tru Records
Chopper City (Chop Chop)
C-Murder, B.G., 'bout to do this thing, y'all heard of us
Straight gutter, ya know?
New Orleans, haha

[Hook: C-Murder, B.G.]
Now all y'all done heard of me
Now I'm C-Murder
I done done things y'all ain't never heard of
Now I'm a fool, boy, call me a fulignan
I'm willing to die for mine, I'm willing to die for mine
Now all y'all done heard of me
I'm B. Gizzle
I done done things you bitch n***as scared to
I smacked bitches, shot n***as
Sold coke, caught cases, done it all
I ain't talkin', I don't stunt at all

[Verse 1: C-Murder]
You don't wanna mess with that Glock, boy
Test me with that Glock, you'll get popped, boy
On the spot, money bustin' out my socks, boy
It's hot and now these cops on my jock, boy
I breaks bread with them baseheads
I shows 'em love until they slip, then I trip, son
It's bigger than drugs; they wanna label me a killer
So don't push me, life is hard
I'm tryna fill my own graveyard, the 3rd Ward
A menace to society, like I'm a threat
Y'all ain't met the real C yet, I'ma rep
Ask Bumby, Wayne and Rich about me, it's realer than real
I was josin' when Slim got killed, you know how I feel
Just a shame the reaper came; who should I blame?
Mytaius told me to be cool; you know I'm a fool
Messing with you gorillaz will get your head bust
Me and my homies we about that paper
It's money we after, straight money makers
Cut boyz could never be no fakers
I spit that gangsta rap, forget that hip-hop
I bump them gangsta-ass beats that make your head bop
That make that iron cock and then that show stop
Cause it's murda, murda, murda, murda
1-8-7 'cause I don't give a.. (Ssh, ssh)
But they don't hear me, though
[Hook: C-Murder, B.G.]
Now all y'all done heard of me
Now I'm C-Murder
I done done things y'all ain't never heard of
Now I done sold rocks, robbed blocks, murked [?] and done time
I'm a fool, boy
I'm willing to die for mine, I'm willing to die for mine
Now all y'all done heard of me
I'm B. Gizzle
I done done things you bitch n***as scared to
I smacked bitches, shot n***as
Sold coke, caught cases, done it all
I ain't talkin', I don't stunt at all

[Verse 2: B.G.]
If you don't know me, ask somebody you know and I bet they know
This lil n***a quick to draw down and split ya or cut ya throat
This lil n***a quick to handle his business and quick to creep
This lil n***a ain't 'bout coppin' no plea or squashin' no beef
This lil n***a keep a .40 up on him with a extension
This lil n***a'll steal ya even when you payin' attention
I'm a uptown gangsta, V.L. don
When I die, bury me with Girbauds and a t-shirt on
I'm a fool like that, I be walkin' through the hood
With all my jewelry on, bitch n***as wonder how I do it
I'm real, that's how I could, it gets no realer
I got killas like jarnel just waitin' for me to spin 'em
I was raised with gorillas and gangsters
Killers and thugs - straight hustlers that'll touch you up
These Chopper City n***as all true to the game
You hear C or B.G. and gotta know them names, c'mon
[Hook: C-Murder, B.G.]
Now all y'all done heard of me
Now I'm C-Murder
I done done things y'all ain't never heard of
Now I'm a fool, boy, call me a fulignan
I'm willing to die for mine, I'm willing to die for mine
Now all y'all done heard of me
I'm B. Gizzle
I done done things you bitch n***as scared to
I smacked bitches, shot n***as
Sold coke, caught cases, done it all
I ain't talkin', I don't stunt at all
Now all y'all done heard of me
Now I'm C-Murder
I done done things y'all ain't never heard of
Now I done sold rocks, robbed blocks, murked [?] and done time
I'm a fool, boy
I'm willing to die for mine, I'm willing to die for mine
Now all y'all done heard of me
I'm B. Gizzle
I done done things you bitch n***as scared to
I smacked bitches, shot n***as
Sold coke, caught cases, done it all
I ain't talkin', I don't stunt at all

[Outro: B.G. and C-Murder]
B.G. where you at?
Throw your hands up! (Throw your hands up!)
Throw your hands up! (Throw your hands up!)
Free C-Murder! Calliope, throw your hands up!
Stomp for me
Now jump for me
Now bump for me
Now stomp for me
Throw your hands up! (Throw your hands up!)
Throw your hands up! (Throw your hands up!)
Free C-Murder! Calliope, throw your hands up!
Stomp for me
Now jump for me
Now bump for me
Now stomp for me
Aha
The N.O., V.L, CP3, for the Nolia
You know
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