Montana of 300 & Talley of 300
Ridin' With the Choppa
[Hook]
Ridin with the choppa
Ridin with the choppa
I’m a light a n***a block up
This bitch be singing like an Oprah
Ridin with the choppa
Ridin with the choppa
I’m a light a n***a toppa
Shae pop them like a yappa
Ridin with the choppa
Ridin with the choppa
I’m a light a n***a block up
This bitch be singing like an Oprah
Ridin with the choppa
I’m a light a n***a block up
I’m a light a n***a toppa
Shae pop them like a yappa
[Verse 1]
Ridin with the choppa (ridin with that choppa)
And this feel like Jimmy Hoffa
No sexual assault
But I’m about to lift up this toppa
I came to clean house till I wet the floor with it
I worked with the mop they going to learn it’s
Not the Oprah's gonna wet it make them n***as
Drink like it’s vodkas all these liquors I swear
They gonna miss you who ever want to ride
They go with you strike you out at home like a
Picture then pull off like a stickers they gonna
Get the picture till it’s drawn and I transform
With that choppa Megatron
If they maximun what they have with me
Make me feel like it was halloween
Be at your door like a trick or treat
But you gonna see that I am sugar free
Don’t fuck with Talley you crazy
Keep at least 30 stacked in that K
Cut out three out the top like it’s space
Be a surfer you gonna catch a wave yeah!
Yeah light power but a fun n***a lights out
Fuck with the light bowels n***a should have
Took a bite around cause for you I am madder
Than safe get you late with that mac in your face
Catastrophe now you a casualty shoot you so
Far back in your face
[Hook]
Ridin with the choppa
Ridin with the choppa
I’m a light a n***a block up
This bitch be singing like an Oprah
Ridin with the choppa
Ridin with the choppa
I’m a light a n***a toppa
Shae pop them like a yappa
Ridin with the choppa
Ridin with the choppa
I’m a light a n***a block up
This bitch be singing like an Oprah
Ridin with the choppa
I’m a light a n***a block up
I’m a light a n***a toppa
Shae pop them like a yappa
[Verse 2]
I’m ridin with the choppa I ain’t talking helicopters
In a 40 in my joggers bodyguard Kevin Costner
I swear these actors needs an oscar they sweet
As peach cobla when I hit a n***a block up this
Bitch goes blaca blaca blaca (good God) have him begging
For his life I can hear his heart now like he up in
Foul trouble make him sit his ass down had a
Call a body twice sit on him like some mice
Then I shot them like some dice
Theb they call bullet Jerry rice
KOB k bitch that’s the motto
My gun be singing like soprano
My gun be clapping shit like bravo
Take his head off [?] hollow
Holding with the lights on about to
Shoot a n***as lights out who he
Hiding on my test covered ink like
It’s writer then I come out the cut
Like a n***a pulled a knife out
Line them up and then I drop them
Like a player mikes out
[Hook]
Ridin with the choppa
Ridin with the choppa
I’m a light a n***a block up
This bitch be singing like an Oprah
Ridin with the choppa
Ridin with the choppa
I’m a light a n***a toppa
Shae pop them like a yappa
Ridin with the choppa
Ridin with the choppa
I’m a light a n***a block up
This bitch be singing like an Oprah
Ridin with the choppa
I’m a light a n***a block up
I’m a light a n***a toppa
Shae pop them like a yappa