This is a song about "45 chopper"

Chopper bouncing like a bunny jumping with a sugar rush

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

But more or less the hope for dope niggas to prosper

Live in a big house , shit they even own a chopper.

When i'm blown i can work proper

Throw ya in a chopper,

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Where 45's if it's black on chrome just to hear their cries, when rolling

Look, now roll my j tight

45 always tucked in the side

No this ain't silver, this is my dilemma

Shoot bullets in your direction, 45 para

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

Ad-rock said the beat bout to drop/

Chopper flow is effin incredible killing the foes i am professional

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will