Luyện nghe bài hát Choppin' Blades

Boys back, layin' in the shade
Ain't nobody trippin' the money already made
Boys back, layin' in the shade
Ain't nobody trippin' 'cause the money made
Boys kickin' back, in the shade
nobody trippin' 'cause the money already made
90s was for jackin', 2000 for the

The top Jag or the candy red Impala
Sellin' big cheese, keep pushin', my
Polo on my bed-fuck Hilfiga
I'm Pimp C bitch, in the ghetto, I'm a
I made this for the tryin' ta chop in they cars
I made this for the tryin' ta chop in
I made for the niggas tryin' ta chop in they cars

Could I, I, should I break 'em?
Uh, I wanna chop
Could I, I, should I break 'em?
Uh, I wanna chop
Could I, I, should I break 'em?
Uh, I chop blades
Could I, I, should I break 'em?
Uh, I chop blades

Now, when I turn my up, and bangin' yo' block up
Without pickin' my up, I'm raisin' my stock up
I got on lock-up boy, they slangin' rock up
And bangin' Makaveli 7, my 'Pac up
Now, ain't no when the tops start droppin'
Hearin' Fat Pat rappin', hat back capin'

Now, ain't no stoppin' when the tops start
Hearin' Fat Pat rappin', your hat back
Now, ain't no stoppin' when the tops start
Fat Pat rappin', your hat back capin'
In a black 'Lac mackin' a bop in a fade
Boy, we fat packin', steady choppin' on blades

I, would I, should I break 'em?
Uh, I wanna blades
I, would I, should I break 'em?
Uh, I wanna blades
Could I, would I, I break 'em?
Uh, I wanna chop
Could I, I, should I break 'em?
Uh, I chop blades

It's to hit the slab, Benz sittin' low
I'm puffin' on the 'dro, I got the in the do'
I up in my ride, these hoes lookin' hot
If she get up on my leatha, then her panties gon'
I can't stop bleedin' my block
Got some cut cock, I mean some private ass stock
I can't stop bleedin' my block
Got some prime cut cock, I mean some private ass
I just can't stop my block
Got some prime cut cock, I mean private ass stock

They put it in they and never say,"No"
Some nut hoes, I mean some dick suckin' pros
That to get exposed, and play with they nose
And bend they pussy over, for my nigga, and they toes
She do that shit for daddy, but tricks gotta pay
Just like E 40 in a major way

It's all for the money, she tryin' ta paid
Steady breakin' niggas on 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' on them shiny ass thangs
I'm deep up in the street, I'm tryin' to my nuts
And later on I'ma try to skeet it on her

Could I, would I, should I break
Uh, I wanna blades
Could I, would I, I break 'em?
Uh, I wanna blades
I, would I, should I break 'em?
Uh, I wanna blades
I, would I, should I break 'em?
Uh, I wanna blades

Say, nigga, I my rims clean
Shiny thru a [Incomprehensible]
Got yo' bitch than the captain of the swim team
Steppin' out the Caddy, bitch, I'm than Dentyne
Slicker than Crisco, sweeter Nabisco
From to 'Frisco where the Don be a Sisqo
You better get some if you still ridin' this ho

puttin' Swangers on Benzes, it gotta stop
If you fittin' ta foreign, then, nigga, you gotta chop
And Southern niggas still got the nerve to D's
I ain't hatin' on Daytons, but it's 2000, please
It's all about the candy paint, all about the Vogues
all about the slab, baby, it's all about the hoes
Got some and some pros some real and some fraud
Hated on by a nigga, on by a broad
So as J's sell, and them boppin' hoes slut
I'll be ridin' chromin' blades, steady choppin' up

Could I, would I, should I break
Uh, I wanna blades
Could I, would I, should I 'em?
Uh, I chop blades
Could I, would I, should I 'em?
Uh, I chop blades
Could I, would I, should I 'em?
Uh, I chop blades

Yeah, dedicated to boys choppin' on chromin'
Damn blades, what I'm sayin'?
Boys choppin' in the
Choppin' in 4th
in the 5th
Acres