Choppin' Blades

[Pimp C] Uh...hol up (hol up)
For all them ****** out there ridin candy
Know what
Im talkin about?
Uh...Uh ...
Blowin on somethin sweet, (uh)
Goin down (goin down)
Hol up (hol up)....uh
Check it.. [Pimp C]
Boys kickin back, layin in the shade
Aint nobody trippin cause the money already made
The 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 - ****
Hilfiger Im
Pimp C, *****, in the ghetto
Im a star
I made this for the ****** tryin ta chop in they cars...cars...cars.. [Chorus: Pimp C]
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 [Bun B]
Now, when
I turn my knock up, and bangin yo block up
Without pickin my
Glock up,
Im raisin my stock up
I got haters on lock-up...boy, they slangin rock up
And bangin
Makaveli 7, crankin my
Pac up Now, aint 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.. [Chorus: x4] [Pimp C]
Its time to hit the slab
Benz sittin low
Im puffin on the dro,
I got the pistol in the do
I pulled up in my ride, these hoes lookin hot
If she get up on my leatha, then her panties gon drop
I just cant stop...bleedin my block
Got some prime cut cock,
I mean some private-ass stock
They put it in they mouth and never say no
Some nut-suckin hoes,
I mean some ****-suckin pros
That like to get exposed, and play with they nose
And bend they ***** over, for my *****, and touch they toes
She do that **** for daddy, but them tricks gotta pay
Just like
E-40: Pimpin in a major way
Its all for the money
She tryin ta stay paid
She steady breakin ****** on them shiny-ass thangs
Im deep up in the street
Im tryin to fill my nuts
And later on
Ima try to skeet it on her butt...her butt.. [Chorus: x4] [Bun B]
Say, *****,
I keeps my rims clean
Shinin through a dim scene
Got yo ***** wetter than the captain of the swim team
Steppin out the
Caddy, *****,
Im 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 ho
Boys puttin
Swangers on
Benzes, it gotta stop
If you fittin ta ride foreign, then, *****, you gotta chop
And Southern ****** still got the nerve to ride
Ds I aint hatin on
Daytons, but its 2000, ***** please
Its all about the candy paint, its all about the
Vogues Its all about the slab, baby, its all about the hoes
Got some cars and some pros: some real and some fraud;
Hated on by a *****, hated on by a broad
So long as
Js sell, and them boppin hoes slut
Ill be ridin chromin blades, steady choppin hoes up...hoes up...hoes up.. [Chorus: x16] [Bun B]
Yeah...dedicated to boys choppin on chromin thangs
Damn blades, know what
Im sayin?
Boys choppin in the ??
Choppin in that 4th
Choppin in the 5th
Acres Home
Southside
MLK Southwest ??
Club ?? Boys choppin on blades in
P.A Up and down
Gulf Way On the
Westside Eastside
Boys choppin in
D-town In that
Oakcliff In that
North Dallas
Boys choppin all over this damn
South Boys even be choppin up in
New York Know what
Im sayin?
And that L.
A .