This is a song about "Popin the choppa"

Dial the humidifier, arrange the amplifier/

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Thug for life nigga

I bring the heat like the

I'm the nigga with the juice

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

The water from the past is the same water in the present

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

We self-made but never is an i on the team