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that chop, drop 100 shots, ain't leaving evidence[01:29.74]Bitch I got that packet, flipping stack, I'm chasing dividends[01:33.02]Woah, man I'm really

on gang (Gang)
(They say Jesus was a Nephew)

Brodie fell off, what a shame
Back out that chop when we shot at his (Brain, brain)
Bugging I ain't been

fight back, yeah well we packing you, attacking you
Beat you so badly it's maniacal
I'm tactical, thinking mathematical
I see three opps times one chops

that I'm keeping it real
Big ass Glock, he get slapped with the steel
Big ass chop put the shots up the hill
Put in the tag just to come for the kill
I

a problem, send 'em to the moon
It's a problem, send 'em to the lord

You got a chop, nigga, me too
I'ma up it and click when i see you
It's a difference, tell

(Hook x1)
They make the Sweepa go chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop.
That street Sweepa go chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop

ass I'll leave you dead
Have yo' eyes tearin' red
Have yo' eyes tearin' red, look
I'm spinnin' the block
.30 on me and some chops
No shootin' your shot

Uh, oh
And here we go
Yeah

That's mike e. Clark
And we're the insane clown posse
And this here
Is the chop chop slide
If u heard something

more
War mi know a nuh karate show
Shot chop dem up like sword
Mek marrow tour di rawtid globe
Knock dem dung like door
Bun up like party foam
Crush dem

fuck with the flocks (Pussy)
Them niggas mixy, get beat with the knocks
C Blu a kid, shot himself with the chop
Nazzy, Rippy, JB, Blay, all them niggas

fun more chops we want more thots
Shot shot shot shot 
Shots with em all
We fucking party hard
Only live once
CPL party life
Nelk Boys that's right

duty to feed my baby
Oya baby come chop oh

Oh baby this one no be small chop
Oh baby this one you go lick pot
It's meant for only very big shots
And you

the border
Hell naw we ain't doin' no chores, but she takin' orders
She likes her shit packed, like she was on hoarders
Top chop, Flintlock, Hit top, yeah

I've been running from the cops
Picket fences in my path, guaranteed to get hopped
Most of you niggas out here pigs, like some fucking pork chops
Up

don't fuck with them
Ride with the opps that's on bro you going to duck with them
You not ready you don't got a chop
Every shooter get shot trying to play

'til they knees sore
Drank up in my gut and in my pee-hole (what's up with that weed, man?)
Shoot the shot like free-throws
Chop the shit, not me

shoot i follow thru 

Ar15 wit the bump stock let off a shot out this chop it’ll swallow you 



When u jump ina cab ima follow you 
The shit in my head

two shots of liquor
Make I fit hold my sanity tight
Do my things right
Make family smile
With my two shots of liquor
Chop life oh

That be why we party

Infamous Mobb

Big Noyd

Episodes of a Hustla

1996

over that time you felt some hot shit 

We cash profit or for cracks we rock chop it and shot pop it 

Desperate attempts to try to stop it

clicking with Kdot
And these Gs tell lies about great jobs
Swing me 8 squares that’s 8 chops
No magic in Pyrex just squares with online
But my brodies still

Loaded it cock it pop drop
Beatin down ya block
Boosting up my stock top notch
Riding with my ahks
Fifty shots go chop chop
Hoes down gees up
Bitch bag

the attic let the blue cheese rot
Hit the opps block with a chop let off 3 shots
Then hit up my jeweler and go bust me a new freezer
This some real gas

chops, yeah, we sendin' shots
I don't care about the niggas, we gon' watch him drop
On ardmore posted up with that dog shit Boy it ain't just your bitch,

Shots in this chop leave em on his ass
Why you think we going hard cause we want the bag
You ain't never made no money off the pots and pans
Niggas die