Luyện nghe bài hát Choppin' Blades

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

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

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

Now, when I my knock up, and bangin' yo' block up
pickin' my Glock up, I'm raisin' my stock up
I got on lock-up boy, they slangin' rock up
And bangin' 7, crankin' my 'Pac up
Now, ain't no stoppin' when the tops start
Hearin' Fat Pat rappin', hat back capin'

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

Could I, would I, should I break
Uh, I chop 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, should I break
Uh, I chop blades

It's time to hit the slab, Benz 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 just can't stop bleedin' my
Got some prime cut cock, I mean some private ass
I can't stop bleedin' my block
Got prime cut cock, I mean some private ass stock

put it in they mouth and never say,"No"
Some nut suckin' hoes, I mean some suckin' pros
That like to get exposed, and play with they
And bend they 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 breakin' on them shiny ass thangs
It's all for the money, she tryin' ta stay
Steady breakin' niggas on them shiny ass
It's all for the money, she tryin' ta paid
Steady breakin' niggas on them ass thangs
I'm deep up in the street, I'm tryin' to fill my
And later on I'ma try to skeet it on her

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

Say, nigga, I keeps my rims
Shiny thru a scene
Got yo' wetter than the captain of the swim team
Steppin' out the Caddy, bitch, I'm fresher Dentyne
Slicker than Crisco, sweeter than
From Philly to 'Frisco the Don be a Sisqo
You better get blades if you still ridin' this ho

Boys puttin' Swangers on Benzes, it stop
If you fittin' ta foreign, then, nigga, you gotta chop
And Southern still got the nerve to ride D's
I ain't hatin' on Daytons, but it's 2000, nigga
all about the candy paint, it's all about the Vogues
It's all about the slab, baby, all about the hoes
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 boppin' hoes slut
I'll be ridin' chromin' blades, steady choppin' up

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

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