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Wheel Chairs

アーティスト:B.G.  アルバム:Chopper City 

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(Baby) Too many playa hatin niggas in this world (the B.G.) That's why we ride through this world wit da black girl (Baby) Keep my nina for self protection (the B.G.) Just in case a reppin ass nigga wanna start reppin (Baby) I'm bout money and that's all we wanna see And if ya creep nigga watch out for the B.G. Chopper City posse nigga, and we roll deep 4 deep in the black on black Caprice (B.G.) Slangin is my thang man, I'm out for paper Tryin to catch a fuckin drain, lookin for kaperz My people say it's a shame They say I hate ya, but I tell 'em it's all in the game I'm a ducht taper I'ma a young money maker, fuck these hoez I can't be no faker, I play wit my nose And out your yay, I'll rape ya But on the downlow, boy I'll playa hate ya Ain't that cold If ya got it hide, on the real Cause me and my niggas ride, and we kill Causin homicides, that's the deal I'm bringin what a nigga feel Caps get peeled (Chorus)2x (Ms. Tee) Niggas in wheel chairs, half dead as it is (B.G.) T-shirts wit pictures representin dead peers 9 millimeters, glock, pump Ride guns, all that start funk (Mannie Fresh) Look out you bitch, you (B.G.) Watch out for 2 twos (Mannie) Automatics, with the static that ya talkin Stop ya from walkin with the Calico, stop ya hoes >From playin wit me, my nine stayin wit me Niggas in banged up cars wit battle scars With shit bags attached to they drawers Take this time to pause For the not so lucky Weak like a sick puppy Fools that lost they name in the game 'cause they wouldn't up it Big money, heavy weight, make no mistake Triple beam wit da lean, the


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