[Chorus: Big Gee & Ice Cube]
I got my black on, grab my nutsack
Put my mask on, and grab the big gats
Where your choppers?
Choppers, choppers at?
Where your choppers?
Choppers, choppers at?
You got a lotta guns, we got a bunch of that
Chrome tommy guns, but where your choppers at?
Where your choppers?
Choppers, choppers at?
Where your choppers?
Choppers, choppers at?
[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
I got choppers for you fucking coppers
Helicopters help take us to the place they lock us
Peace to Chopper City, oh, what a pitty
But if an earthquake hit my city, will be just as shitty
It's the west coast, bitch, ain't nothing pretty
But the greenery, I smoke the senery
I'm a lumberjack, ho, climb your family tree
Chopper down to the ground, in the first degree
It's a California chainsaw massacre
A nigga seen more blood than Count Dracula
Mr. Black and Decking niggas, call me Dr. Leckter
'Cause when these choppers come out, I'm finna dissect them
Into lil pieces, put your ass in plastic bags
Most of rap is ran by closet fags
More pussy for me, just look at a G
Pull it out, then cock it and skeet
[Chorus: Big Gee & Ice Cube]
I got my black on, grab my nutsack
Put my mask on, and grab the big gats
Where your choppers?
Choppers, choppers at?
Where your choppers?
Choppers, choppers at?
You got a lotta guns, we got a bunch of that
Chrome tommy guns, but where your choppers at?
Where your choppers?
Choppers, choppers at?
Where your choppers?
Choppers, choppers at?
[Verse 2: Big Gee]
I like my 50 Cal, cross aim in the middle
Semmy automatic for you suckas [?] nigga
Bust you while your pistol on you, had them hollo tippers in them
Rolling with nothing but killers, homie, [?] lot to get them
Because I bring the whole thing
[?] tame you, but it's hard for me to change
Got [?] got me living off the chain
[?] suicide, motherfuck it, I'm [?]
Got a small problem with a Chrome 38
[?] on the way
Hell yeah, I got some [?] Glock 40's on the stage
When I break it off proper, I'ma pop [?]
Had a top for [?] on the carpet all day
I represent Atlanta [?]
Running from the coppers, got me looking for the safe
I'm a [?] with the chopper, motherfuck what you saying
[Chorus: Big Gee & Ice Cube]
I got my black on, grab my nutsack
Put my mask on, and grab the big gats
Where your choppers?
Choppers, choppers at?
Where your choppers?
Choppers, choppers at?
You got a lotta guns, we got a bunch of that
Chrome tommy guns, but where your choppers at?
Where your choppers?
Choppers, choppers at?
Where your choppers?
Choppers, choppers at?
[Verse 3: Big Duke]
I hear you niggas talking, oh yeah, you saying shit
But when it comes to action, you ain't spraying shit
Who you playing with?
Your whole monkey clique
Suck a dirty [?]
Faggit ass trick
Y'all pussy ass niggas can't stand attention
Y'all like fussin
Y'all ain't made for bussin
Niggas acting hard, clutching on they nutsack
Til they get they ass brushed like a quarterback
Ratt a tats coming faster than these high hats
Getting harder than [?]
Line them up like dominos, and watch them fall flat
The whole brain thrown back like a [?]
Y'all blockin, [?]
[?] place to order, it can't be called off
This is Boyz in da Hood, we don't come soft
Disrespect the fam, watch your ass get knocked off
[Chorus: Big Gee & Ice Cube]
I got my black on, grab my nutsack
Put my mask on, and grab the big gats
Where your choppers?
Choppers, choppers at?
Where your choppers?
Choppers, choppers at?
You got a lotta guns, we got a bunch of that
Chrome tommy guns, but where your choppers at?
Where your choppers?
Choppers, choppers at?
Where your choppers?
Choppers, choppers at?
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