Testo Choppin' Blades - UGK
Testo della canzone Choppin' Blades (UGK), tratta dall'album Dirty Money
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Ridin' -, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Uh, oh Lord, uh
Boys kickin' back, layin' in the shade
Ain't nobody trippin' 'cause the money already made
90s was for jackin', 2000 for the ballers
The drop top Jag or the candy red Impala
If you sellin' big cheese, keep pushin', my -
Polo horses on my bed-fuck Hilfiga
I'm Pimp C bitch, in the ghetto, I'm a star
I made this for the niggas tryin' ta chop in they cars
Could I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh
(I wanna chop blades)
Could I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh
(I wanna chop blades)
Could I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh
(I wanna chop blades)
Could I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh
(I wanna chop blades)
Now, when I turn my knock up, and bangin' yo' block up
Without pickin' my - up, I'm raisin' my stock up
I got haters on lock-up, boy, they slackin'- up
And bangin' Makaveli 7, crankin' my 'Pac up
Now, ain't no stoppin' when the tops start droppin'
Hearin' Fat Pat rappin', your hat back capin'
In a black 'Lac mackin' wit' a bop in a fade
Boy, we fat stack packin', steady choppin' on blades, blades, blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh
(I wanna chop blades)
Could I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh
(I wanna chop blades)
Could I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh
(I wanna chop blades)
Could I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh
(I wanna chop blades)
It's time to hit the slab, Benz sittin' low
I'm puffin' on the 'dro, I got the - in the do'
I pulled up in my ride, - lookin' hot
If she get up on my leatha, then her panties gon' drop
I just can't stop bleedin' my block
Got some prime cut cock, I mean some private - stock
They put it in they mouth and never say,"No"
- pros
That like to get exposed, and play with they nose
And bend they - over, for my -, and touch they toes
She do that shit for daddy, but them tricks gotta pay
Just like E 40 Pimpin' in a major way
It's all for the money, she tryna ta stay paid
Steady breakin' niggas on them shiny ass thangs
I'm deep up in the street, I'm tryna to fill my -
And later on I'ma try to - on her -
Could I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh
(I wanna chop blades)
Could I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh
(I wanna chop blades)
Could I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh
(I wanna chop blades)
Could I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh
(I wanna chop blades)
Say, - I keeps my rims clean, shiny thru a scene
Got yo' - wetter than the captain of the swim team
Steppin' out the Caddy, - I'm fresher than Dentyne
Slicker than Crisco, sweeter than Nabisco
From Philly to 'Frisco where the Don be a Sisqo
You better get some blades if you still ridin' this -
Boys puttin' Swangers on Benzes, it gotta stop
If you fittin' ta ride foreign, then, nigga, you gotta chop
And Southern niggas still 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, it's all about the Vogues
It's all about the slab, baby, it's all about the -
Got some cars and some pros some real and some fraud
Hated on by a nigga, hated on by a broad
So long as J's sell, and them boppin' -
I'll be ridin' chromin' blades, steady choppin' - up
Could I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh
(I wanna chop blades)
Could I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh
(I wanna chop blades)
Could I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh
(I wanna chop blades)
Could I, would I, should I break 'em? Uh
(I wanna chop blades)
Yeah, dedicated to boys choppin' on chromin' thangs
Damn blades, know what I'm sayin'?
Boys choppin' in the Choppin' in that 4th
Choppin' in the 5th
Acres Home...
Credits
Writer(s): Earl T. Stevens, Brandt Jones, Chad L. Butler, Bernard James Freeman, Marvin Whitemon, Tenina Stevens, Danell L. Stevens, Jesse Bonds Weaver Jr.
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