YoungBloodz - Chop Chop Lyrics

Chop chop (chop chop)
Yeah I'm back on da block (on da block)
Chill like that shyt dem n***as cook up and rock
(cook up and rock)

0, 6 yeah I'm fit to just drop (just drop)
Had to have it went and got it off the lot (of the lot)
It's essential presidential like my green (like my green)
Premit the scene and cold dean naw lean (naw lean)
Stay clean mug alwayz mean (mug mean)
Still ride with the red bean team (bean team)
Still post it up still same spot (same spot)
Shit workin' out the block five hot (five hot)
Money get maid n***as gettin' paid (get paid)
N***as keep em workin' chevy's gettin' sprayed

Chorus repeat 2x

Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the block
We got it ready for you staight out the pot
Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the bock
Eh we got it ready, yeah we got it ready

Now inspite of what ya heard I'm the god damn truth
I'ma down south head busta monsta in this crew
I'ma hard core bad ass
A soldier from the backstreet

And tell a motha f**ker who, who ever try to cross me
Some call me J-bone, some call me Har-bone
And yes see I'ma youngblood
And dese bitches they won't leave me lone
Right or wrong

You should know the difference not to never speak
Run and tell yo mama and yo daddy how your shit is weak
50 deap yeah n****

This ain't what you want in life or what you need
Cuz see our pressure will bust a pipe cuz like tonight
Ain't no dought we blowin' on that thing
That purple cush that presidential shit is what I mean

Chorus repeat 2x

Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the block
We got it ready for you staight out the pot
Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the bock
Eh we got it ready, yeah we got it ready

Lets get to it (lets get to it)
Gatta get dis money man (get dis money man)
No one stop us countin' hundreds man
(countin' hundreds man)

Game was gravy shorty I can count a hundred thangs
Snatchin' engines every week and got me ridin' lovely man (ridin' lovely man)

24's, engine from another frame (notha frame)
26, but shawty knee deep in the game (in the game)
Get me 26, I snatch a n**** chain

26 years of pain, you'll do the same thing (same thing)
But I'm gettin' older me and god ain't got closer
Still keep a toaster f*** around and i'll roast ya
Talk big shit, n**** swang big thangs (big thangs)
When that trunk pop that thang go chop man

Chorus repeat 2x

Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the block
We got it ready for you staight out the pot
Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the bock
Eh we got it ready, yeah we got it ready

See what done happened it we back up on your block again
Dem damn fools out da attick stackin dividens
Atlanta Georgia out to get ya so don't be afraid
Just be aware and watch yo ass when you from the play
Maniacs off the wall real n***as never fall
Pimpin' by the day and through the week I'm gone keep it raw i put it down

Let em know there's plenty wayz of makin dough
Cuz all I buy I smoke and I got plenty more
Through the door stanpeden like a pack of hungry wolves
And still keep it poppin' hopein' wishin' notha n**** would
Back woods dirty south, don't make me bust you in the mouth don't make me act a fool and clear this whole damn place out

Chorus repeat 4x

Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the block
We got it ready for you staight out the pot
Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the bock
Eh we got it ready, yeah we got it ready

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