Choppin Paper Up lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, man, you know n*ggas put them choppas up, we got that sh*t rockin' up. Pretty Boy Music, you feel me?
I’m brushing my waves in this b*tch, you know. I got hella girls, man; they love when I rap, you feel me?
So like I said, this that Pretty Boy Party
We thugged out, tiny shirts, all that

[Hook]
I'm a thug; n*gga, I'm a f*cking thug
Catch me out in the hood choppin' paper up
You feel me?
I'm a thug; n*gga, I'm a f*cking thug
Catch me out in the hood choppin' paper up

[Verse 1:]
I had to play the game dirty you would never see it
Grip the scope and the Glock, let's talk Jesus
Let's talk how he played when a n*gga see me
n*ggas ain't like that I'mma ante-up
I'mma show the fast gain the slow bucks
In the hood n*ggas never gonna eat for nothing
I'mma make that rich n*gga music
That pretty boy sh*t but he just where the roof is
Pretty young thug now them n*ggas going stupid
Copy my swag worldwide, let's do it
I'm the street baller b*tch like the ruckus
And based God don't touch this
And this real line up
56 with them power pills
How I'm gon' eat when my n*gga's dead
I'm paranoid every day n*gga f*ck the feds
[Hook]
I'm a thug; n*gga, I'm a f*cking thug
Catch me out in the hood choppin' paper up
You feel me?
I'm a thug; n*gga, I'm a f*cking thug
Catch me out in the hood choppin' paper up

[Verse 2:]
How you suppose to be a thug but you never do it
Late night with the strap but you never shoot it
n*ggas come with the news like 10-4
Whoadie got bad vibes, what it hit for
Feel like he a sucker then I move in offense
Give me my respect or become a target
n*ggas still going dumb and we drunken whoadie
Finna pop 3 pills and go hit a lick
Lil B on 5 and he talking sh*t
You can call me stupid but I'm dumb rich
Can't f*ck with a lame or a dumb b*tch
f*ck you suckers, I'm the one b*tch
Flow like that, with the big strap
Down in East Oakland with the lumberjack
Me and Moses Music with the cd's
Tryin to get off a deal, pushing 5 for 3

[Interlude]
Lil B
Yeah we thuggin, n*gga. What it do? Ay, what it do, man? Uh, Bay area sh*t, man, you feel me? World-wide sh*t. You feel me?
That’s how we doin' it, man. You know, I’m out here, man, campaigning 100, you feel me?
Just doing my — I, I’m raw!
[Hook:]
I'm a thug; n*gga, I'm a f*cking thug
Catch me out in the hood choppin' paper up
You feel me?
I'm a thug; n*gga, I'm a f*cking thug
Catch me out in the hood choppin' paper up