Testo Chopped/Screwed - Trae Tha Truth
Testo della canzone Chopped/Screwed (Trae Tha Truth), tratta dall'album Still Tippin 1.5
This for Robert Davis (Davis)
DJ Screw was the greatest (greatest)
So if your local DJ don't play this (play this)
Then you already know where the hate is (hate is)
Yeah we them candy drippers (drippers)
Some of us is candy sippers (sippers)
Foreign car or Cadillac flippers
Fo' Vogues hip and the hood gon' trip cause (what?)
We bangin that grey cassette ('set)
And we makin these haters sweat (sweat)
Talk down on the Southside, Southwest
Nigga love to trade bet they regret (huh)
From PA to your favorite set (set)
Whether ridin red or your slab is blue (blue)
Represent with the Screwed Up Click
Now you officially been chopped and screwed
Cee-See know I'm chopped and screwed (chopped and screwed)
Everybody know I'm a throwed throwed dude (throwed)
A million dollar cash up on the cool (on the cool)
With a secret stash spot up under the pool (under the pool)
Screwed Up Click, Bun B, T-Pain
ESG, Keke we swang (keke we swang)
Up and down the boulevard
Know we swangin so hard
Diamonds all in the grill
With Screw and Pimp C we gotta keep it trill
I'mma hold it down, gotta keep it real
Pour out a little drank when I pop a seal (pop a seal)
Now you in Screwed Up Motion (motion)
You drinkin Screwed Up Potion (potion)
We first gear, down here
Cause we third coastin (third coastin)
Screwed, screwed, screwed, chopped, chopped and screwed
You've officially been en-en-screwed
En-screwed, chopped and screwed
You've officially been en-en-screwed
En-screwed, chopped and screwed
You've officially been screwed
Chopped and screwed
You've officially been en-en
It's S.U.C., nigga, S.U.C
Chopped and screwed, that's my DJ, nigga
Zuda was a fool on the ones and twos (yeah)
Breakin on the eights (eights)
Diggin in the crates (crates)
Sellin that tape and that fool was cool (sane)
Change the game
Just because the shit slow that don't mean
The Screwed nigga changed the name (yeah)
Swang and bang
Fifteens in the trunk, got a nigga crunk, nigga changin lanes (yeah)
Texas shit made me slow shit down (down)
The soda water muddy plus we blowin big pound (pound)
Bring that bitch back, swang the big 'Lac
Then you lift the trunk up, lay the fifth on the ground (ground)
What Screw did he did it for the town (town)
Chopped the shit up with a slowed down sound (sound)
Sensei gotta call a spade a spade (spade)
That's the only cat I know that fit that crown (yeah)
This about the girl that I love the most (tell 'em)
Candy red skin with them 84' spokes (ooh)
Inside soft, sweet and brown (for real)
Call it peanut butter my side of town (for real)
Top down, what it do?
S.U.C. 'til I'm dead and through (geah)
But tonight, call me Hurricane Ike
Cause I just left the block chopped and screwed
Screwed, screwed, screwed, chopped, chopped and screwed
You've officially been en-en-screwed
En-screwed, chopped and screwed
You've officially been en-en-screwed
En-screwed, chopped and screwed
You've officially been screwed
Chopped and screwed
You've officially been en-en
I like it nice and screwed, she like it chopped and slow
Just watch me double beat, bring it back then let it go
I'se got plenty mo', dime piece that's fa'sho'
Slide through 'fore she go, chop it up then let it flow
I like it DJ Screw, she like it Michael Watts
I'm like that kettle black, she hotter than the pot
Pimp game never change, quit chasin anything
We on that chopped and slow, remix with Teddy Pain
Picture me pullin up on the scene like my load been sippin (sippin)
Foot on the brake got the car slow tippin (tippin)
Trunk distorted, chopped up, no skippin (skippin)
Let the bitch have a button you in this fo' do' slippin (slippin)
Mr. Robert Davis got me all in the mode (all in the mode)
He the reason that my slab stay dropped and fo' (dropped and fo')
Yeah he the reason that my trunk stay
Popped and glow (popped and glow)
So I'mma represent for Screw and call
This chopped and slow (chopped and slow)
Tell me what you know about the old school grey tape
Chopped by Screw just to hear the beat play late
Pat had the Truth ghetto treatin like he can't wait (geah)
Fresh outta 'jects Screw blue with the grey plates (uhh)
This beat got me in my mode, let me slow it up (geah)
If you ain't never seen a Ace let me throw it up (geah)
The same place Mos told you how to pour it up (geah)
We go hard so I thought you wanna go with us
Seem like everybody forgot my potna Screw was a man
Not just a style of music
How can I blame him though? Cause he was bad to the bone
Everybody got low to get crunk to it
Chop chop tap tap (tap), he let it go
For a minute then he bring it back (back)
Time to drop another six in the big red (red)
Roll up another cigarillo and it get bread
You know I'd BET all day but never see me though (see me though)
Cause DJ Screw was 'sposed to be my CEO (CEO)
The record label ain't got love for me no mo' (no mo')
But everybody in the ghetto got love for Ro (Ro)
That's too fast homie you need to slow that down (slow that down)
I'm a legend and it's cool to take a Kodak now (Kodak now)
Screwed Up Click until they put me in the ground (ground)
Gotta love my city, we originated the sound
Already
Screwed, screwed, screwed, chopped, chopped and screwed
You've officially been en-en-screwed
En-screwed, chopped and screwed
You've officially been en-en-screwed
En-screwed, chopped and screwed
You've officially been screwed
Chopped and screwed
You've officially been en-en
Shawty don't chop me, shawty don't screw
Shawty, shawty don't chop me, shawty, screw, screw
Shawty, shawty don't chop, shawty, shawty don't screw me
Shawty don't chop me, don't, don't screw me
Me, me, me, me, me
Credits
Writer(s): Faheem Najm, David Ahmad Balfour
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