Chopper strechin muscles like a body builder (rrra) Hood say, he ratting like a Stuart Little (snitch) Find his lil homies, in the sewer with 'em Fool, you think you tough? - I got a crew of killers They're not satisfied till their momma miss 'em The-the-they're not satisfied till their momma miss 'em (oh, Lord!) These niggas talk tough, go 'n get it Glock will knock off your snapback fitted Hell yeah, my niggas turnt up with it Hopin out that four-door tinted Fly nigga like sky miles Gold chain, and my locks down On my momma them killers with me They just lovin that gun sound (bra)