(feat. Necro) [Intro: from Chopper movie when Chopper shot Nevil] [Necro:] Rugged like Pentridge Prison where Chopper was started inflicting vingical
now, blast pick up di ting don't mek dem tek oonu Cau from dem see yuh wid a spliff dem suspect oonu Stress oonu, right haffi read before dem tek oonu
still can't believe what you see and what you're hearin' you motherfuckers thought you knew the whole story until your mama took a nigga on maury read
like, um ok if i was spin magazine i'd put a mirror on the cover and be like fuck us and all our readers, even this mother fucker if i was your mental
door slowly, like a fuckin' sniper Hyper, than a muhfuckin' fired piper Silence, violence, is all that I think about One two three four punks that you read
: (feat. Cash Image & D-Locc Da Chop) [Bouncer:] Party night to night alright you can come on in You're good skinny jeans come on in Tight shirt come
So Ima Light Em Up And Get In Your Head Again Im Better Than Ever Never Let Em Feather An Hit The Mic And Get In Again Medicine Ima Choppa Choppa Choppa
clothes and always tell me come and see him I say aiight but still I feelin like my momma need him They sendin letters home from school, nobody read
ni' in the book Yes, wayne straight like a key of that good sh' If your bitch don't know the rules, i will read her the book. I got the key to the
see He once chopped down a cherry tree President number two would be John Adams and then number three George Washington was the first, you see He once chopped
not feelin it No one can understand,this all i mean So try to catch up with me yea Ya breakin up, breakin up Now i'm hangin up, I chop it up chop it
the slossin' Son, that's why I go in and shit stop Last night my nigga Ice-T had to pop a cop I write the chop-chop lyrics, tryin' not to scratch the
give me nothin' but game Goin' insane and It's rainin' bloody murder, murder Chillin' in the gun range servin' on the corner, corner, chop, chop Watch
Come on, chop, chop, yeah man I'm just gonna play with y'all on this, hidey ho Well, hello, howdy do, how are you? That's good Who me? Still hot, I still
[Cee-Lo] Come on Chop chop Mmm hmm Yeah man I'm just gonna play with y'all on this Hidey ho Well hello, howdy do, how are you, that's good Who me, still
young niggaz, boss up I present to you, Rick Ross, the boss I got a letter from the government the other day I opened and read it, it said we want hustlers
Can't stop addicted to the shindig Chop top, it says, I'm gonna win big Choose not a life of imitation Distant cousin to the reservation De funk the
most saw the light Talk to Christ, he told me that my songs so nice And for the right price I might just body you Chop ya ass into particles and read