[Intro: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa]
Shh
Ayy, ayy, bitch
Big Whop
Still got seven shots, ayy, Whop with that Glock
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa]
On my brother, I go brazy for the gang (Gang, gang)
KuKu, know we quick to shoot, we'll bust your brains
I lost X and I was in that 'Raq the fuckin' same day
You lose your dawg, you in the studio, that ain't gettin' back that pain
What you finna do 'bout Mitch, (Shh), drop a chain?
I still pop out in the city 'cause I ain't worried 'bout a thing
Fuck n***a, don't call me twin, bitch, we not the same
I checked your resume, boy, and you ain't shot a thing

[Verse 1: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa]
I just got a rental, you know that we spinnin' in this bitch (Skrt)
I don't slide with new n***as, it's straight killers in this bitch (Bitch)
Somebody pick Dre up, in think he need a med kit
New opp pack, this gas or what? You know that the whole gang smokin' Mitch (Mitchy)
For lil' bro, we smokin' Whodie, I hope he don't crash the whip (Skrt)
Say she ain't a ho, baby say that she just strip
She dance on that pole like the dance on that dick (Damn)
I'm drinkin' on Patrón, baby say she want a sip (Ooh)
I ain't gon' bap, I came in here to fuck, I ain't tryna tip (Ooh)
I ain't gon' bap, if you that head fire, might get a wig (Ooh)
N***as just rappers, gangnem don't really drill shit (Brr)
Sent that n***a to the graveyard, I put that on my kids (Gang)
[Chorus: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa]
On my brother, I go brazy for the gang (Gang, gang)
KuKu, know we quick to shoot, we'll bust your brains
I lost X and I was in the 'Raq the fuckin' same day
You lose your dawg, you in the studio, that ain't gettin' back that pain
What you finna do 'bout Mitch, (Shh), drop a chain?
I still pop out in the city 'cause I ain't worried 'bout a thing
Fuck n***a, don't call me twin, bitch, we not the same (At all)
I checked your resume, boy, and you ain't shot a thing

[Verse 2: Jdot Breezy]
N***as makin' songs when they die, drop a bag, ho (Drop a bag, ho)
Mitch dope hittin', left him stinkin' like a asshole (Ugh)
If you ain't dropped a bag, pussy n***a, what that bag for? (What that bag for?)
Ratchet ho gave me the drop 'cause I treat her like a bad ho
Come on, what you did 'bout Mitch? (Mitch)
You don't even claim Teki, you don't mention the bitch
Damn, what happened to lil' (Shh)? He need stitches and shit (Goofy)
Tangy cryin' like a bitch, boy go pick up a stick (Tangy)
Last n***a pulled up, make him crash, hit the glass
Smokin' Spaazz2xx, put it out 'cause it's ass
I can't smoke on Foolio so I'm smokin' on his dad
We All We Got need help, them n***as goin' out bad
Keep your bitch out the way, 'cause that ho'll catch a shot
Rep on all these killings, but you know the one that shot you
Should've known you was a bitch, 'cause yo' momma got shot, too
And yo' girlfriend, bitch, "Ayy, Buban, what that mouth do?" (Ayy)