(D-Gotti talking) We up, we showed up and we rolling on choppas it stoping know what im talking about it's D-goti, to tha grave it's going down, mo-yo, feel here baby
(verse 1: D-Gotti) These are choppin' And these are boppin' Got a cup of mud and my trunk is knockin' my FUBU Hollering it do Hitting throug the lot like im in a hula-hoop Who the crew that stang these streets bees We the G's be's and i'll flow from over seas Hold the trees big moe while I split the In a wide body Benz-O going 4 Oh, the just hit me where it hurt Im bout to down and flirt And get up some Let the ice do the Put us up in the After we hit the lenards till they who sent us You can but your ass stay and drank drank Next morning we hooked up eating breakfast at the Doing the thing we did the day before the sceene and knocking down bad hoe's
(Chorus) Rolling in my red car on Chop-pas Sippin a big cup of barre I feel that Mo-yo Crawling these city streets Sippin on a straight 4 And we
(Verse 2: Big M.O.E.) Down south, We nation wide Popped up foregin ride Put it down for boy Po-yo On the low low Im a pro In game I ain't lame Rolling on chops Smoking on the Killer Mary Coming freestyle, playa buck wild Big M.O.E. is a throwed Im a lean , stack my green Everytime you see the moe im on the Im out the tre, a playa don't play Bout to chop it up for them everyday Choppa's, on those choppa's
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(Verse 3: Noke-D) Chop Chop, i hit the block I told you before that the shit won't stop to the grave trunk pop make it say hey Hello hi hey how ya Put the screw in deck Throw up yo set, And go on break your neck the 20 inchs wet And I bet that if we sip whole eights Pop 1,2 a piece these hoes hate, MAN!!!!
(Verse 4: D-Wreck) Wreckshop so playa made Im a let the top down let the sun hit the Im a bleed these blocks till my heart stop Keep the on lock, cause the shit be hot D-Wreck tote glocks, cause we big knots Methazyne on the rocks my belly pop So clean we shop, my car never stop Candy gleam off the drop make girl flip flop D-wrezay me how ya feel all about the scrill want a billon dollar deal Noke-Deazy me how do ya feel get it how they love it but we get it how we feel D-Wreck, Noke-D handle the same We hoes and sip 4's cause we running this thang Some thangs never change they the same P-A-T and E-S-G and M-O-E gone
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(Big M.O.E.) Chop down I'm a G Chop feel that M-O-E Chop Mo-yo and the rolling with Mo-yo D-Wreck let em know we no hoe Rolling on Chop-pas Breaking boys off in the Rolling on Chop Drank syrup so I don't Chop-pas It's Mo-yo a G I feel Barre Baby these H-Town streets on yea
(Verse 5: Big Moe) Chop chop chop chop I keep a cocked For the haters knock I do the body roc the ass end hop the damn deal Moe i'm for real Hold the showing my naked skills Whats up Noke-D, up Skip dog Out the south side Moe rolling hog Boss hogging streets, Knocking down Its Mo-yo stay riding my Ride Big Moe I never a hoe down and you know a G Letting them boys know Stay sipping Sippin my out pint I'll beat that on a 4 man in case im a roll with Pokey on P P-t All cause my big snoop Sippin on Gal-lon Boys can't drank more Moe Baby Boys talking bout the barre baby been saying this shit since long ago Out my womb I sipped a 4 Its Big Moe,
(Talking) Know I'm saying Stay