They got a lot of pussy niggas out here
Got a lot of bitch niggas out here
Got a lot of hoe niggas out here, we don´t fuck with ´em

My nigga Chop´, he cut from a certain cloth
A lot of you niggas don´t know about that
A lot of niggas don´t know about that cloth
A lot of niggas don´t know that fabric, cause you ain´t that real, you´ll never be so
When I meet a nigga, I look a nigga in the eyes see what he talkin´ ´bout, see what he is, before he even say a fuckin´ word
Homie had to say nothing to me I knew he was real, I knew he was genuine
I knew he was a good nigga, you don´t find good niggas no more
Cottonwood 2 ho, deluxe 2 point nugget, again, bi´atch
It´s Cottonwood 2 ho, deluxe 2.0, my lil´ bro, Choppa, hol´ up
We got eight bullets on this one for you, you know what I mean?

Chop´, it´s about that time to kill a motherfucker
Kill him again, dead again, don´t spare fucking soul on these niggas man
I heard you moved back to the trap for this one too, your old hood, huh, just to make this bitch right
The fans gon´ fuck with you, they won´t be disappointed with you, I promise
Again, we got eight bullets at your fucking head on this, and this the deluxe, nigga
2.0 Cottonwood 2, you already know the block, nigga