Letras
It's c-note,mr luck and luchino
N-ggas got cheese but want more keys than a piano (a piano)
Short stop big shot,n-ggas out spot
You can park all them bentley's in our block
Lil head he got this sh-t c-cked,more importantly f-cking
You can seem like you beating me as i'm just out of the bucket
In sending this out to fake n-ggas
We all shining
You can buy my chain n-ggas it's our time
Try to play me like mt suge in this sh-t(in this sh-t)
We all big thugs all the bullets i'ma spit (i'ma spit)
A p-ssy down like a soldier,i told ya
Botany boys cl1ck (b-tch)will take you down
Chop chop chop on them blades when we slide
Chop chop chop goes them kay's when we ride
You gonna die f-cking with them n-ggas out the sides
So whatcha talking about (whatcha talking about)
Chop chop chop on them blades when we slide
Chop chop chop goes them kay's when we ride
You gonna die f-cking with them n-ggas out the sides
So whatcha talking about (whatcha talking about)
All the time busin rymes when we are at the top them rems go chop, chop, chop
Years ago a friend of mine asked me to say some mc ryhmes
So i'm about to put it down like a real g should
Represent my hood
Cause this sh-t is not good
It's understood,to be a big shot
F-ck with n-ggas and short stop
How many here thought this sh-t was going to stop
How we rock,on my block,when we creeping
N-ggas peepin,when our d-ck deepin
Your b-tch is peepin cause it's chop chop chop goes them blades when we slide
Chop chop chop goes them kay's when we ride
You gonna die, f-cking with some n-ggas out the sides
So whatcha talking about (so whatcha talking about)
On your mark get set ready
I'm all about my fete's
Big shot is in your block chopping like a machete
9 millimeter steady
17 shots heavy
Mob ya thread make you regret you ever met me
N-ggas they wanna test me
So come and try and get me
I'm all over the bars no less than 150
Small fingers can't pay me
Short stop just let me
See the thang down south it's the convertible rose bentley
Rose next presidently
Buck shot fifty by the jones south pole is what my neighbors hear me
Paper we got plenty
Your bank account in it for this thug sh-t
And drug sh-t,i can't let hittas in
Chop chop chop on them blades when we slide
Chop chop chop goes them kay's when we ride
You gonna die f-cking with them n-ggas out the sides
So whatcha talking about (whatcha talking about)
Chop chop chop on them blades when we slide
Chop chop chop goes them kay's when we ride
You gonna die f-cking with them n-ggas out the sides
So whatcha talking about (whatcha talking about)
So you wanna ride with big shots
You get them buck shots
F-cking with n-ggas out that was short stop
This is our block, our stop
And i already told you
You gonna park all them bentley's in our block
Got the girls in the hood pleasing us, keeping our cheese
Keeping the heat from us
Disturbing the brothers in the morning loving us
Caught them riding,on the south side
At night on 64's 6'8 candy paint rolls and grills
We chicken flipping, dipping syrup
We never hate
When it takes our homie to get your glock
Chopping on them blades
With the big shot
Remember me rasheed from the show stop
Chop chop chop on them blades when we ride
Pop pop pop, on the kay when we slide
Paper stacking, bernie macking,we got plenty action
Remember what we got accommodate satisfaction
Lil troy by me,the grim reaper,3rd coast taking over the game it's getting deeper
See the first degree, rocka dee, come and see the life up in this industry
Chop chop chop on them blades when we slide
Chop chop chop goes them kay's when we ride
You gonna die f-cking with them n-ggas out the sides
So whatcha talking about (whatcha talking about)
Chop chop chop on them blades when we slide
Chop chop chop goes them kay's when we ride
You gonna die f-cking with them n-ggas out the sides
So whatcha talking about (whatcha talking about)