Bonus Track #2 lyrics

Artist  : Choppa 
Song : Bonus Track #2



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[Choppa]

Now what's happ'n, what's crackalting fool on
your end

What's happ'n, hustle up and buy you a Benz

Uh rock your ice, represent your shit

Man what's happ'n with you nigga, what's happ'n
with you bitch

When you see me, you know I got at least a
zone

And my shirt off, bulging like I'm Sly
Stallone

Choppa puff mo' daddy than, Diddy gone

Throw a ice cream party, boogoo chicks in
thongs

This the New No Limit, we ball to the end

Gotta send a shout out, to all my dogs in the
penn

All my thugged out niggas, bout to spin em a
bend

I done signed with Master P, now we in it to
win

All my bottle gutter niggas, look raise your
henn

Pour some liquor for your nigga, if he gone my
friend

You know the streets getting wild, we keep the
chrome within

You can't be hating on a tank, nigga what's wrong
with them



[Hook]

Nigga what's happ'n, nigga nigga what's
happ'n

Nigga nigga what's happ'n, nigga nigga what's
happ'n

Nigga nigga what's happ'n, nigga nigga what's
happ'n

Nigga nigga what's happ'n, nigga nigga what's
happ'n

Nigga nigga what's happ'n



[Choppa]

What's happ'n, what's the dizzle with you and yo
block

And what's happ'n with your people, ahhh they
making it hot

You got me feeling like a pit, I'm out here shake
this spot

If them people pull up, is you gon take these
rocks

Now when you see me, first of all you know this
my grill

I don't gotta say nothin, just know that I'm
real

And I been had paper, way before this deal

I'm stacking mill with the Colonel, how the fuck
I feel

I feel blessed, dressed like a million bucks

In the P. Miller gear, hopping out the trucks

T.V.'s in front the rear, T.V. dizzled up

I'm a cocky built nigga, but the burner be
tough

I'm a Dirty South (boy), a 504 Boy

Cuff your hoe (boy), cause the chick ain't no (oh
boy)

I got the Tank in your city, and its crowded
crowded

With them No Limit niggas, cause we bout it bout
it



[Hook]



[Choppa]

Now we some Down South Hustlas (hustlas)

I represent Uptown to that Westbank, straight
from the gutter

Its No Limit now, so we touch them other
niggas

They hated on us any way, so fuck them other
niggas

Got word from suave, bout clutch the fucking
triggas

Waiting on the word from P, just to rush a
fucking nigga

I'm a No Limit (boy), and I'm hot with raps

Seven figga deal, yes I signed for that

Sticky green is what I feel, so I ride with
that

Even the feds hating on us, cause the lines be
tapped

But if you still want them oranges, and
bananas

We posted on the block, with 504 bandannas

This the throwback tape, nigga I'm '97 hot

Made moves with C, cause my ear to the block

Kept my hand on a glock, the Tank is too hot

Nigga we back up in this bitch, and yo we can't
be stopped



[Hook]



Uh oh you did it, now you gon get it

Uh oh you did it, now you gon get it

Uh oh you did it, now you gon get it

And lil pussy ass nigga, bet not step on my
shoes

When I walk wit it, gangsta walk wit it

When I walk wit it, gangsta walk gangsta walk

When I walk wit it, gangsta walk wit it

When I walk wit it, gangsta walk gangsta walk

Gangsta walk wit it