Boys back, layin' in the shade Ain't nobody 'cause the money already made Boys back, layin' in the shade Ain't nobody trippin' 'cause the already made Boys kickin' back, in the shade Ain't nobody trippin' 'cause the money already 90s was for jackin', 2000 for the
The drop top Jag or the candy red Sellin' big cheese, pushin', my nigga Polo on my bed-fuck Hilfiga I'm Pimp C bitch, in the ghetto, I'm a I made this for the niggas tryin' ta in they cars I this for the niggas tryin' ta chop in I made this for the niggas ta chop in they cars
Could I, would I, I break 'em? Uh, I wanna blades Could I, would I, should I break Uh, I wanna blades Could I, would I, should I break Uh, I chop blades Could I, I, should I break 'em? Uh, I chop blades
Now, when I my knock up, and bangin' yo' block up Without pickin' my Glock up, I'm raisin' my up I got haters on boy, they slangin' rock up And bangin' Makaveli 7, my 'Pac up Now, ain't no stoppin' when the tops droppin' Hearin' Fat Pat rappin', your hat capin'
Now, no stoppin' when the tops start droppin' Hearin' Fat Pat rappin', your hat capin' Now, ain't no stoppin' when the start droppin' Fat Pat rappin', your hat back capin' In a black mackin' wit' a bop in a fade Boy, we fat packin', steady choppin' on blades
Could I, would I, I break 'em? Uh, I wanna blades Could I, I, should I break 'em? Uh, I wanna chop Could I, would I, I break 'em? Uh, I wanna chop Could I, I, should I break 'em? Uh, I wanna chop
time to hit the slab, Benz sittin' low I'm on the 'dro, I got the pistol in the do' I pulled up in my ride, these hoes hot If she get up on my leatha, then her panties gon' I just can't stop bleedin' my Got some prime cut cock, I mean some private ass I just stop bleedin' my block Got some prime cut cock, I mean some private ass I just stop bleedin' my block Got some prime cut cock, I some private ass stock
They put it in they mouth and say,"No" Some nut suckin' hoes, I mean some dick suckin' That to get exposed, and play with they nose And they pussy over, for my nigga, and touch they toes She do that shit for daddy, but tricks gotta pay Just like E 40 Pimpin' in a way
It's all for the money, she tryin' ta paid Steady niggas on them shiny ass thangs all for the money, she tryin' ta stay paid Steady breakin' on them shiny ass thangs It's all for the money, she tryin' ta stay Steady breakin' on them shiny ass thangs I'm deep up in the street, I'm to fill my nuts And later on try to skeet it on her butt
Could I, would I, I break 'em? Uh, I wanna chop I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh, I wanna blades Could I, would I, should I break Uh, I wanna blades Could I, I, should I break 'em? Uh, I wanna blades
Say, nigga, I my rims clean Shiny thru a scene Got yo' wetter than the captain of the swim team out the Caddy, bitch, I'm fresher than Dentyne Slicker Crisco, sweeter than Nabisco From Philly to where the Don be a Sisqo You better get some blades if you still this ho
puttin' Swangers on Benzes, it gotta stop If you fittin' ta foreign, then, nigga, you gotta chop And Southern niggas got the nerve to ride D's I ain't hatin' on Daytons, but it's 2000, please It's all about the candy paint, all about the Vogues It's all about the slab, baby, it's all the hoes Got some cars and some pros some and some fraud Hated on by a nigga, hated on by a So long as J's sell, and them boppin' slut I'll be ridin' chromin' blades, choppin' hoes up
Could I, would I, should I break Uh, I wanna chop I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh, I chop blades Could I, I, should I break 'em? Uh, I wanna chop Could I, would I, I break 'em? Uh, I chop blades
Yeah, dedicated to boys choppin' on thangs Damn blades, what I'm sayin'? Boys in the [Incomprehensible] in that 4th in the 5th Acres