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Featuring Young Jeezy & Yo Gotti

[Trae Tha Truth]
I guess a bunch of niggas forgetting that Iâm the man
Gon be problems if you get me to tripping, ya understand?
Nigga being way too fly, itâs time to land
Iâm an asshole - never got hold, Iâd never rat
(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper
(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper
(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper
(G) I got this chopper, (G) I got this chopper

[Trae Tha Truth]
Iâm king in this bitch, nigga f*ck â we donât like it
Home niggas been on that f*ck shit
I see it now like Iâm psychic
Look bitch, Iâve been on that street shit
I trip for real, I donât play hoes
But man, my clippers extended
These gorillas go when I say so
Back in my zone and Iâm throwâd off
You must ainât heard, bitch Iâm throwâd off
I jump out and talk with this chopper
Talk back and get your head blown off
Iâm in a Delphi rental covered in black
Bad bitch never get when Iâm in the back
Asshole number one and thatâs a fact
Livinâ off for Camarro, bitch Iâm back
Strapped up, black mask
In the hood, lights off
Waitinâ on one of you ho niggas to get fly
Wrong nigga budge about to get the right loss
Gonna hit âtil Iâve called it quits
Want that business I get your fix
But donât forget you been on my dick
Something like lupus, look bitch Iâm sick

[Young Jeezy]
Iâm so Machiavelli, I go straight 2 Pac up in this bitch
Quit playinâ with these rap ass niggas, you got the shit
You only wait like the rest of these niggas, got reservations
You at the table and they waitinâ to sit down â thatâs why
they hatinâ
You donât want your chain triple gold or life invaded
I ainât lyinâ man it look like it came with black Impala
Itâs only lyinâ if itâs really like that, then niggas halla
2 fears, jizzle young rich and real so f*ck who ought to
Got that big man, that boy âbout that number 3 out this bit
Got the all wood handle look like a tree out this bit
Wutchu know about money? So sick, it need a doctor
Just so killing everything that he on, he like a chopper

[Yo Gotti]
Gorilla team, straight like that â we got bananas
High yellow beam on his ass â I go bananas
Aye our field team my nigga, yea our commando
You know every nigga âround me is shootinâ so what you
playinâ for?
Nigga put his hands on Gotti? Thatâs a no good
You a plug cominâ for me
Them bricks, I be to notice you
Club out that parking lot, itâs like a gun range
Ainât never playinâ no colors, I make the gun bang
Ye ainât never shot no pistols, you let your boys do it
All you do is ra-ra talk and I see straight through it
Yea Iâm âbout them choppers, holiday as if they âbout life
Chopper they donât throw, let it ride cuz they act right

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