Chopper lyrics

(Crazy)

Ay, ay,

Ay you know me,

Ay, it`s, it`s, it`s....it`s Doc Holli-muthafuckin`-day,

(You don`t know me fools?)

A.K.A. Crazy muthafucka now,

You know what I`m sayin`, ay,

I`d like to say um...hello to the muthafuckin` Feds,

And the muthafuckin` um....police,

And all of them muthafuckas thats tryin` to shut the Iberville down,

You can`t shut me down when I got this here ya know?



First Verse (Crazy):



When I first got my chopper, I couldn`t use it,

Now these niggas wanna thug hate me, so I abuse it,

Pay your dues nigga that`s what, Rodney told me,

If a nigga cross my family, his life is what he owe me,

I`m the rowdiest nigga here, you better read about it,

Ain`t no coke, hit Louisiana unless I know about it,

Doc Holliday, the name you pigeons jock,

Used to call me Crazy in the `Ville when I was slangin` rocks,

Now I tote a glock,

Ready for war,

My cousin Tiger got the C-4, blow up your car,

I got niggas that be beggin` me, to take a hit,

A hundred breathers comin` dressed in black, aw shit,

I`m the real don in this bitch, fuck all you other niggas,

I be checkin` niggas nuts, while you be countin` figures,

If you plan to go to war, then call the coppers,

Me and my breathers we was raised totin` choppers



Chorus (Crazy):



When I first got my chopper, I couldn`t use it,

Now they wanna thug hate me, so I abuse it,

Pay your dues nigga that`s what, Rodney told me,

If you ever cross the family, your life is what you owe me,

When I first got my chopper, I couldn`t use it,

Now these niggas thug hate me, so I abuse it,

Pay your dues nigga that`s what, Rodney told me,

If you ever cross my family, you life is what you owe me



Second Verse (Crazy):



Always claimin` that your money long, down to supply me,

If you wanna go to war BITCH, you couldn`t find me,

But I`ll find you, and after shows,

Me and my breathers kickin` in your fuckin` door,

It`s a must that I bust that ass,

But you gone see it comin`,

Look for the reaper wearin` a hood, you see him runnin`,

Nigga, I run shop,

That`s how we breath,

Slangin` everything from `roin to coke nigga, to weed,

Lead up the highway, with the pigs chasin`,

I`m a three time loser, I`m not gonna face `em,

Shakin`, with my hands up on the trigga if I, die tonight,

Remember me nigga,

As a heartless muthafucka, King of the block,

The breather from New Orleans that been thuggin` like Pac,

Ain`t no way in Hell muthafuckas, that they could stop us,

Even in my grave I`ma still tote my chopper



Chorus



Third Verse (???? + ????):



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Watch where you thug, in the desert storm of slugs,

Nigga ain`t no love when you fuck with a young thug,

Out of blood,

I`m huggin` my pistol,

Because these niggas out to get you,

You knockin` my issue,

I got my K ready to split you,

I`m leavin` `em done, and ain`t nobody gone be livin`,

I`m bustin` for funds, so all your chest gone be rippin`,

You test if you want,

You get your whole clique funked,

Ask the last nigga, he still chillin` in the trunk



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Slug peeler foreala, made nigga,

Cuz I tote a nine milli,

Chest ripper, hollow point slugs I deliver,

My heart`s bent cuz I run with those graveyard fillers,

Snitch niggas, try that slick shit to get`cha issue,

Thug nigga, all about my cream and cake,

Fuck them bitches brown nosin` cuz they lame and fake,

Perpetrate, you need your fate,

Not great from hate,

Keep your vest on, but chopper bullets penetrate



Chorus



(Crazy)

We don`t care, put your choppers in the muthafuckin` air,

We don`t care, put your choppers in the muthafuckin` air,

We don`t care, put your choppers in the muthafuckin` air,

We don`t care, put your choppers in the muthafuckin` air,

Crazy alias Doc Holliday,

Breathe with me!
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