[Intro: FBG Duck]
(Bilbo)
Heugh, yeah
You know, whole lotta gang shit, ya know I'm saying? (Argh)
Gang-gang since potty train, all that shit, nigga (Nigga, who the fuck? Nah, for real, woo)
Yeah, heh (Want war with us?)
Yeah, heugh, heugh, heugh (Damn, damn)
[Chorus: FBG Duck & FBG Young]
Nigga, who the fuck, heugh, want war with us? Heugh, heugh
Boy, don't get your coconut opened up, heugh, heugh
Never been no pussies, ain't no ho in us, heugh, heugh
Wanna get into it? Nigga, show us some', heugh, heugh
When I mention choppers, I ain't talkin' Harleys, heugh, heugh
Glaow, glaow, turn this 'to a chopper party, heugh, heugh (Yeah-yeah)
Patch his ass, he gon' need a doctor, probably, heugh (Yeah-yeah)
Chopper got a loud mouth, don't get my chopper started, heugh, heugh (Huh, huh)
[Verse 1: FBG Young]
New Glock, bitch, top peanut butter
That's for any jam, nigga, shake some'
What the fuck? Nigga, who the hell?
Chopper close the blinds like it's no one there
Hit him with two different cals, the autopsy said
I smoked his top, he smoked his top, you know we had to share
And my shorties on point like ball players
Turned into a chopper party, that nigga hardly lived
(Bilbo)
Heugh, yeah
You know, whole lotta gang shit, ya know I'm saying? (Argh)
Gang-gang since potty train, all that shit, nigga (Nigga, who the fuck? Nah, for real, woo)
Yeah, heh (Want war with us?)
Yeah, heugh, heugh, heugh (Damn, damn)
[Chorus: FBG Duck & FBG Young]
Nigga, who the fuck, heugh, want war with us? Heugh, heugh
Boy, don't get your coconut opened up, heugh, heugh
Never been no pussies, ain't no ho in us, heugh, heugh
Wanna get into it? Nigga, show us some', heugh, heugh
When I mention choppers, I ain't talkin' Harleys, heugh, heugh
Glaow, glaow, turn this 'to a chopper party, heugh, heugh (Yeah-yeah)
Patch his ass, he gon' need a doctor, probably, heugh (Yeah-yeah)
Chopper got a loud mouth, don't get my chopper started, heugh, heugh (Huh, huh)
[Verse 1: FBG Young]
New Glock, bitch, top peanut butter
That's for any jam, nigga, shake some'
What the fuck? Nigga, who the hell?
Chopper close the blinds like it's no one there
Hit him with two different cals, the autopsy said
I smoked his top, he smoked his top, you know we had to share
And my shorties on point like ball players
Turned into a chopper party, that nigga hardly lived
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