Smoke Em & Choke Em

Aww yeah, the Peterman's back in the thick of shit
Getting down for mine, taking care of business bitch
Y'all remember me, the nigga who step out the house at ten o'clock
Fired a couple of shots and shook up the whole block
Well now I'm back, and motherfuckers wanna flex
I let 'em vex cause I'm known for giving two to the chest
Now there's a lot of down niggas that know of me
But on the other hand there's a few that ain't sure of me
So I'ma take care of my business, right
And let them niggas know that the Peterman is in this

Since I've been away so wanna say I ain't able
I played the game long enough, it's
Time to take the money off the table
And put an end to all that bullshit saying
Because I'm true to the motherfucking game that I'm playing

See, it's a job, not a motherfucking hobby

You hoes don't know me, you better ask somebody

Chop 'em up (Yeah, like that)
OG Ron C (Come on, come on, come on)
Smoke 'em and choke 'em like the
Motherfucking Peterman (Breaking y'all)
Chop 'em up and not sloppy up (Yeah, like that)
Come on, come on, come on
Smoke 'em and choke 'em like the motherfucking Peterman
You ain't know?

Come on, come on, come on

One time for your mind
(Notti got the flashlight looking for big bodies)

Aww yeah, the Peterman's back in the thick of shit
Getting down for mine, taking care of business bitch
Y'all remember me, the nigga who step out the house at ten o'clock
Fired a couple of shots and shook up the whole block
Well now I'm back, and motherfuckers wanna flex
I let 'em vex cause I'm known for giving two to the chest
Now there's a lot of down niggas that know of me
But on the other hand there's a few that ain't sure of me
So I'ma take care of my business, right
And let them niggas know that the Peterman is in this

Since I've been away so wanna say I ain't able
I played the game long enough, it's
Time to take the money off the table
And put an end to all that bullshit saying
Because I'm true to the motherfucking game that I'm playing

See, it's a job, not a motherfucking hobby

You hoes don't know me, you better ask somebody

Chop 'em up (Yeah, like that)
OG Ron C (Come on, come on, come on)
Smoke 'em and choke 'em like the
Motherfucking Peterman (Breaking y'all)
Chop 'em up and not sloppy up (Yeah, like that)
Come on, come on, come on
Smoke 'em and choke 'em like the motherfucking Peterman
You ain't know?

Come on, come on, come on

One time for your mind
(Notti got the flashlight looking for big bodies)

Bang, bang, niggas fell down when they ran up
1993, Jack move, get your hands up
Niggas fall to the wayside trying to play fly
Fuck around with me, you wave your family bye bye

Had to kill a cop before some shit he tried to do to me
Steady making money cause the dope game ain't new to me
Steady stacking paper with my niggas and we all in
And there ain't no stopping this player from New Orleans
9Th Ward always hard, nigga never pull my card
Fuck around with me, they find your ass lying in the morgue
Laid out, niggas got played out, opposition faded out
Bitches wanna know how I made it out

So I just play that pimp role on 'em

Be making them thinking I'm loving them
When I just really be wanting to bone them
And their daddies can't understand, yeah
Cause ain't nann nigga laying more dick than the Peterman

Chop 'em up (Yeah, like that)
OG Ron C (Come on, come on, come on)
Smoke 'em and choke 'em like the
Motherfucking Peterman (Breaking y'all)
Chop 'em up and not sloppy up (Yeah, like that)
Come on, come on, come on
Smoke 'em and choke 'em like the motherfucking Peterman
You ain't know?

Come on, come on, come on

One time for your mind
(Notti got the flashlight looking for big bodies)

1-2-1-2, Motherfuckers, here I go again
Run and tell a fucking friend, Big Mike's on the hunt again
Hunting niggas, gunning niggas, hitting niggas, splitting niggas
Grabbing niggas, nabbing niggas, chunking niggas

Taking 'em to the motherfucking max
Niggas get back when I drop this motherfucking axe
Dead across the back of a ho

Niggas catch a buck, bitches get stitches
And ride with the fucking riches
Cause I be the nigga you never seen
Worse than a fucking bad dream and deadlier than the guillotine

Chopping motherfuckers in pieces
Dumping their bodies in rivers and watch 'em wash up on the beaches
I'm from that 9 where niggas don't mind dying
Always packing iron, fool, I ain't lying
So when you see them niggas r-r-running
Nickels c-coming through
The motherfucking Peterman

Chop 'em up (Yeah, like that)
OG Ron C (Come on, come on, come on)
Smoke 'em and choke 'em like the
Motherfucking Peterman (Breaking y'all)
Chop 'em up and not sloppy up (Yeah, like that)
Come on, come on, come on
Smoke 'em and choke 'em like the motherfucking Peterman
You ain't know?

Come on, come on, come on

One time for your mind
(Notti got the flashlight looking for big bodies)

Yeah, right back up on your ass
The Southern way, no other way
Fuck what another say, fool
That's my motto
Yeah, that new thang, new slang
Watch out for that new game
It's like that y'all
Yeah, check this out
I'ma let my motherfucking dogs roll and bark at y'all
Aight