Chop, chop, chop give it all you can Chop, chop, chop sang the wood chop man Chop, chop, chop through the woods it rang Timber, timber Chop, chop, chop
Traduction: Sweet. Chop Chop.
me a triple beam, From a dope feen, But he a homie though, Use to be a balla, Till he started using all his dough, Rock it up, Chop it up and a Sack
a hundred miles away, deuce out they shades Coming down one deep, I ain't gone stop and try to speak I keep on rolling mean mugging as I pull on a sweet
you know I'm tal'n bout It's all about the 3rd baby 3rd coast, yeah I got this [Den Den] See I'm mentally ready, fuck those is testing me Progress is so sweet
thief that steals that jaded necklace that you're always wearing yo I'd take that thing and with my knife I'd start pairing so chop chop piece piece
oral antiseptic I'm doing just what you expected Ripping the mic in half striking psychopaths Laughing at your writing staff Iconoclast impresario, me and 7l, Chopping
(intro) want tell di bwoy di choppa chop dung long time a real run di thing now sicilian style ay so me a seh oy (chorus) bilibembem bilibembem bilibembem
to discover That you like to be alone Not to owe your man an answer When he gets you on the phone Not to share a pair of pork chops When you crave champagne
to the trees It can make me feel better, and every day I wake Niggas rollin' up blunts, and mo blunts, and mo blunts And I keep a case of Swisher Sweets
the raider of the lost ark (ark echo's) Now na na na na na na, nana nah Super size, super size, right before your eyes I bring in treats like giant sweet
a second I reckon on the bone and the ball Makin London bridges fall, so check it I bring a point to the joints that we change and chop but we could bring
Les poissons Les poissons How I love les poissons Love to chop And to serve little fish First I cut off their heads Then I pull out the bones Ah mais
-can't leave mine in these streets Can't carpool-the crew is too deep Why tuck it all in? The jewels are too sweet You should ball if you could I be diggin
chucks the khaki suits All the swap meet years The six dollar socks the five dollar rocks Uncle Greg rest in peace he taught me how to chop That's why
We talkin blood money Straight Blood Money We talkin drug money It's drug money It's drug money Drug Money [Rick Ross:] Hammers in the Hummers Sticks in the lids Sweets
the khaki suits All the swap meet years The six dollar socks the five dollar rocks Uncle Greg rest in peace he taught me how to chop Thats why I love
belve on ya heart Money I'm involved with it, wake up and ball with it Kobe can song with it, uncut raw with it Chop bricks take trips ot, We before
