Uh hol' up hol' up
For all them niggas out there ridin' candy
Know what I'm talkin' about
Uh Uh Blowin' on somethin' sweet uh
Goin' down goin' down
Hol' up hol' up uh
Check it
Boys kickin' back layin' in the shade
Ain't nobody trippin' 'cause the money already made 28171,-26)
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 n***a 36963,-952)
Polo horses on my bed - f**k Hilfiger
I'm Pimp C b***h in the ghetto I'm a star
I made this for the niggas tryin' ta chop in they cars cars cars
Could I Would I Should I break 'em
Uh I wanna chop blades 50891,-879)
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 68885,-866)
Now when I turn my knock up and bangin' yo' block up
Without pickin' my Glock up I'm raisin' my stock up
I got haters on lock-up boy they slangin' rock up
And bangin' Makaveli 7 crankin' my 'Pac up
Now ain't 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
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
It's time to hit the slab
Benz sittin' low
I'm 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 can't stop bleedin' my block 129954,-810)
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 dick-suckin' pros
That like to get exposed and play with they nose
And bend they p***y over for my n***a and touch they toes
She do that shit for daddy but them tricks gotta pay
Just like E-40: Pimpin' in a major way
It's all for the money
She tryin' ta stay paid
She steady breakin' niggas on them shiny-ass thangs
I'm deep up in the street
I'm tryin' to fill my nuts
And later on I'ma try to skeet it on her butt her butt
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
Say n***a I keeps my rims clean
Shinin through a dim scene
Got yo' b***h wetter than the captain of the swim team
Steppin' out the Caddy b***h I'm 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 n***a you gotta chop
And Southern niggas still got the nerve to ride D's
I ain't hatin' on Daytons but it's 2000 n***a please
It's all about the candy paint it's all about the Vogues
It's all about the slab baby it's all about the hoes
Got some cars and some pros: some real and some fraud;
Hated on by a n***a hated on by a broad
So long as J's sell and them boppin' hoes s**t
I'll be ridin' chromin' blades steady choppin' hoes up hoes up hoes up
Could I Would I Should I break 'em
Uh I wanna chop blades 237978,-813)
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
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
