Boys kickin' back, in the shade Ain't nobody trippin' 'cause the already made Boys kickin' back, layin' in the Ain't nobody 'cause the money already made Boys kickin' back, layin' in the Ain't nobody trippin' 'cause the money already 90s was for jackin', for the ballers
The drop top Jag or the candy red Sellin' big cheese, keep pushin', my Polo horses on my bed-fuck I'm C bitch, in the ghetto, I'm a star I made this for the niggas ta chop in they cars I made this for the niggas ta chop in I made this for the niggas tryin' ta in they cars
Could I, would I, I break 'em? Uh, I chop blades Could I, I, should I break 'em? Uh, I wanna chop Could I, would I, should I 'em? Uh, I wanna blades Could I, would I, should I break Uh, I wanna chop
Now, when I turn my knock up, and yo' block up Without pickin' my Glock up, I'm my stock up I got haters on boy, they slangin' rock up And Makaveli 7, crankin' my 'Pac up Now, ain't no when the tops start droppin' Hearin' Fat Pat rappin', your hat back
Now, ain't no when the tops start droppin' Hearin' Fat Pat rappin', hat back capin' Now, ain't no stoppin' when the start droppin' Fat Pat rappin', your hat back capin' In a black 'Lac mackin' a bop in a fade Boy, we fat stack packin', steady choppin' on
I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh, I wanna blades Could I, would I, should I break Uh, I chop blades Could I, would I, should I 'em? Uh, I wanna blades Could I, would I, should I 'em? Uh, I wanna chop
It's time to hit the slab, sittin' low I'm puffin' on the 'dro, I got the in the do' I pulled up in my ride, these lookin' hot If she get up on my leatha, her panties gon' drop I just stop bleedin' my block Got some prime cut cock, I mean some private ass I can't stop bleedin' my block Got some cut cock, I mean some private ass stock I just can't stop my block Got some cut cock, I mean some private ass stock
They put it in mouth and never say,"No" Some nut suckin' hoes, I mean some dick pros That like to get exposed, and play with they And bend they over, for my nigga, and touch they toes She do shit for daddy, but them tricks gotta pay like E 40 Pimpin' in a major way
It's all for the money, she tryin' ta stay breakin' niggas on them shiny ass thangs It's all for the money, she tryin' ta paid Steady breakin' niggas on them shiny ass It's all for the money, she tryin' ta paid Steady breakin' niggas on them shiny ass I'm deep up in the street, I'm tryin' to my nuts And later on try to skeet it on her butt
Could I, I, should I break 'em? Uh, I wanna chop I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh, I wanna blades Could I, I, should I break 'em? Uh, I wanna blades I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh, I wanna chop
Say, nigga, I keeps my clean Shiny thru a scene Got yo' wetter than the captain of the swim team Steppin' out the Caddy, bitch, I'm than Dentyne Slicker than Crisco, sweeter than From Philly to where the Don be a Sisqo You better get some blades if you still this ho
Boys puttin' Swangers on Benzes, it stop If you fittin' ta ride foreign, then, nigga, you chop And Southern niggas got the nerve to ride D's I ain't hatin' on Daytons, but 2000, nigga please all about the candy paint, it's all about the Vogues It's all about the slab, baby, it's all about the Got some cars and pros some real and some fraud Hated on by a nigga, hated on by a So long as J's sell, and them hoes slut be ridin' chromin' blades, steady choppin' hoes up
Could I, I, should I break 'em? Uh, I wanna blades I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh, I wanna blades Could I, I, should I break 'em? Uh, I wanna chop Could I, would I, should I 'em? Uh, I wanna blades
Yeah, to boys choppin' on chromin' thangs Damn blades, know what I'm Boys choppin' in the Choppin' in 4th in the 5th Acres