Luyện nghe bài hát Choppin' Blades

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

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

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

Now, when I turn my up, and bangin' yo' block up
Without pickin' my Glock up, I'm my stock up
I got haters on lock-up boy, they rock up
And Makaveli 7, crankin' my 'Pac up
Now, no stoppin' when the tops start droppin'
Hearin' Fat Pat rappin', your hat capin'

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

Could I, would I, I break 'em?
Uh, I wanna chop
Could I, would I, I break 'em?
Uh, I chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break
Uh, I wanna blades
Could I, would I, I break '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, then her gon' drop
I just stop bleedin' my block
Got some prime cut cock, I mean private ass stock
I just can't bleedin' my block
Got prime cut cock, I mean some private ass stock
I can't stop bleedin' my block
Got prime cut cock, I mean some private ass stock

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

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
all for the money, she tryin' ta stay paid
Steady niggas 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 it on her butt

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

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

Boys puttin' on Benzes, it gotta stop
If you fittin' ta ride foreign, then, nigga, you gotta
And Southern niggas still got the nerve to D's
I ain't hatin' on Daytons, but 2000, nigga please
It's all about the candy paint, it's all about the
It's all about the slab, baby, it's all the hoes
Got some cars and some pros some real and 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, choppin' hoes up

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

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