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[Intro: D-Gotti]
We po'd up, we showed up
And we still rolling on choppas
It ain't stopping know what I'm talking about
It's D-Gotti, Wreckshop to the grave
It's going down, Moe-yo, feel this here baby
[Verse 1: D-Gotti]
These blades are choppin', and these babes are boppin'
Got a cup full of mud and my trunk is knockin'
Feeling my FUBU, hollering what it do
Hitting circles through the lot like I'm in a hula-hoop
Who the crew that stang these streets like bees?
We the G's that be's and I'll flow from over seas
Hold the trees, Big Moe, while I split the optimo
In a wide body Benz-O, going bout 4
Oh, the ex-o just hit me where it hurt, I'm bout to jump down and flirt
And get up some skirts, let the ice do the work
Put us up in the dentist, after we hit the linens till they know we sinnin'
You can fuck, but your ass can't stay and drank drank
Next morning we hooked up, eating breakfast at Frank's
Doing the same thing we did the day before
Choppin' the scene and knocking down bad hoes
[Chorus: Big Moe]
Chop-pas
Rolling in my candy red car
Rolling on chop-pas
Sippin' a big daddy cup of barre
Chop-pas
I gotta feel that Moe-yo
Crawling through these city streets
Sippin on a, what, straight 4
And I'm rollin' on
[Verse 2: Big Moe]
Down south, we rolling nation wide
Popped up Moe-yo foreign ride
Put it down for that boy Po-yo
On the low low, I'm a young pro
In the game, I ain't lame
Rolling down on chops
Smoking on the killer Mary Jane
Coming down freestyle, playa' buck wild
Big Moe is a throwed child
I'ma lean lean , stack my green
Every time you see the Moe I'm on the codeine
I'm out the damn tre, a playa' don't play
Bout to chop it up the boulevard everyday
Choppas, rolling on them choppas
Cha-a-pas
[Chorus: Big Moe]
Chop-pas
Rolling in my candy red car
Rolling on chop-pas
Sippin' a big daddy cup of barre
Chop-pas
I gotta feel that Moe-yo
Crawling through these city streets
Sippin on a, what, straight 4
And I'm rollin' on
[Verse 3: Noke D]
Chop Chop, when I hit your block
I told you once before that the shit don't stop
Wreckshop to the grave, trunk pop, make it say "hey"
Hello, hi, hey, how ya doing?
Put the Screw in your deck, throw up yo' set
And gon' and break your neck cause the 20 inches wet
And I bet that if we sip three whole eighths
Pop one, two a piece these hoes gone hate, man
[Verse 4: D-Reck, Noke D, D-Reck & Noke D]
Wreckshop baby, so playa' made
I'ma let the top down, let the sun hit the braids
I'ma bleed these blocks till' my heart beat stop
Keep the streets on lock, cause our shit be hot
D-Wreck tote Glocks, cause we tote big knots
Promethazine on the rocks till' my belly pop
So clean when we shop, my car never stop
Candy gleam off the drop make your girl flip flop
D-Reazy tell me how you feel
It's all about the scrill ,want a billon dollar deal
Noke-Deazy tell me how do you feel
Some get it how they love it but we get it how we live
D-reck, Noke-D handle business the same
We fuck hoes and sip 4's cause we running this thang
Some thangs don't change they remain the same
P-A-T and E-S-G and M-O-E gon' bang
Rolling
[Chorus: Big Moe]
Chop-pas
Rolling in my candy red car
Rolling on chop-pas
Sippin' a big daddy cup of barre
Chop-pas
I gotta feel that Moe-yo
Crawling through these city streets
Sippin on a, what, straight 4
And I'm rollin' on
Chop-pas
Rolling in my candy red car
Rolling on chop-pas
Sippin' a big daddy cup of barre
Chop-pas
I gotta feel that Moe-yo
Crawling through these city streets
Sippin on a, what, straight 4
And I'm rollin' on
[Bridge: Big Moe]
Chop, chop-pas
Coming down I'm a G
Chop, chop-pas
Gotta feel that M-O-E
Chop, chop-pas
Moe-yo and the Noke-D
D-Gotti rolling with Moe-yo
D-Wreck, let 'em know we ain't no ho
Rolling on chop, chop-pas
Breaking boys off in the south
Rolling on chop, chop-pas
Drank syrup so I don't cough
Chop, chop-pas
It's Moe-yo a young G
I gotta feel Barre Baby
Wrecking these H-Town streets
Rolling on, yeah
[Verse 5: Big Moe]
Chop chop chop chop chop
I keep my Glock cocked
For the haters, knock knock
I do the body rock, make the ass end hop
What's the damn deal, Moe I'm for real
Hold the microphone showing my naked skills
What's up Noke-D, what's up Skip dog
Out the south side Moe rolling boss hog
Boss hogging streets, knocking down freaks
Its Moe-yo stay riding my meat
Ride Big Moe, I never been a hoe
Crawling down and you know I'm G
Letting them boys what know
Stay sipping drank
Sippin' my sealed out pint
I'll beat that seal on a 4, man
And in case I wanna roll with Pokey
Sippin' on P P T
All cause my partner big snoop
Sippin' on drank, gal-lon
Boys can't drank more than Moe
Drank Baby
Boys talking bout they the Barre Baby
I've been saying this shit since long ago
Out my momma womb, I sipped a 4
Its Big Moe, Moe-yo
[Outro: Big Moe]
Know what I'm saying
Stay sipping
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