BG & The Chopper City Boyz - We Got This
After success, addictions, beefs, and break ups, B.G. is back and his new crew, The Chopper City Boyz are releasing the posse LP We Got This. Don't be misled. You won't find too much B.G. on this.
New Orleans' Christopher Dorsey
broke out as a member of the infamous Cash
Money Millionaires camp at the ripe young age of 12. With time, Dorsey became Baby Gangsta and later became better known simply as B.G. when he and the Cash Money crew shot to success with
the help of a little track of his: "Bling, Bling."
After success, addictions, beefs, and break ups, B.G. is back and his new crew, The
Chopper City Boyz are releasing the posse LP We Got This. Don't be misled. You won't find too much B.G. on this. Sure, he's on a few cuts,
but it's mainly an album that showcases the acts within The Chopper City Boyz such as Hakizzle,
VL Mike and Sniper, among others.
Instrumentally, this album can bang at times. Put it in your system and
you'll feel it, especially on "Make 'Em Mad," the lead single produced by David Banner. The overall bounce of the
album is sure to please club goers and dance enthusiasts alike. Rarely does the
tempo go down, which can become monotonous near the end of the album, but it
does make for an energetic piece of work.
The problem here truly lies within the lyrical content and the emcee skills
some crew members (don't) possess. When rhymes are corny, they're corny. Let's
call it what it is. Sometimes, it is funny (albeit cheesy) as it is meant to
"She got my name tattooed on her
spine/So when we bump and grind, I can see it from behind."
"They say VL big and they say I'm long/They complaining 'bout the different
ways they walkin' home..."
Other times, however, the lyrics border on nonsensical and/or terrible:
"Old ladies, I'm fuckin' them/Rap
niggas, I'm ducking them."
"I ain't no positive rapper/I'm a
"I don't fuck with no dictionaries/This
that real nigga talk."
It gets tedious when listening to variations of the same stuff. "I'm hood," "I'm a full-blooded gangsta," "I'm
all the way street," and other claims of street superiority get old...quick.
At one point, one of the emcees declares that he has beef with anybody who
isn't from the streets. That doesn't even make sense. One emcee seems to be
focused on letting us know how large his penis is. "I'ma get at your wife," and variations of getting with "your chick"
also get old and, quite frankly, childish. Hearing the consistency of this
takes away from any legitimacy of artistry the group has. If you're gonna do
something that has been done a million times, you better be clever or original
Overall, the album would have been better without the repetitive nonsense.
If they spent more time honing their craft as true emcees, I wouldn't mind
hearing about how many women they get and/or how well they run the streets.
Some artists, like the late-greats Big L
and Big Pun, did this well. But,
when you speak on the same topics and you do it in such horrible fashion,
there's no way for people to truly applaud with admiration.