Chop Chop lyrics

Artist  : Hse 
Song : Chop Chop
 

f/ E.S.G.







(*talking*)



Hump, where you at baby



It's that Boss Hogg huh



We got something to show y'all though



Chop em up







[AP]



Get up all the ballas, make your way to the
front



84's on blaze, and have some bang in your
trunk



Sip syrup or blazing skunk, overdose if you
can



I ain't saying I'm the man, but I'm your host
with the plan



Instead of parlaying, I know these niggas feel
what I'm saying



Cause all G's from Houston Texas, now you know
where I'm staying



Crawling low tip-toeing, in a five double O



B-E-N-Z, on dash reclined watching TV



Decided what game Playstation, and a Sega cd



Later on we hold and jumping, to the pretty
Bentley



Did I mention in the steering wheel's, a color
TV



Tinted up blowing smoke, that's the life of a
G







[Lil' Flip]



Houston we have a problem, we ball too much



Threw some blades on my ride, and now we crawl
too much



Threw some paint on the car, and now we drip too
much



Bought a gallon of drank, and now we sip too
much



Flip too much, wood grain we grip too much



You might as well, say that H.S.E. pimp too
much



Everybody wearing diamonds, so I wear
baguettes



Everybody riding Benz, so I fly in a jet



I got a palace in Dallas, I got a train in
Spain



Airplanes with candy wings, TV screens and
thangs



Girls dancing in my mansion, playas still party
too



I got ice in my mouth, but my name ain't Cube



Acting bad in the slab, filling up at Texaco



Chop chop twist twist, on my way to Mexico



Videos and commercials, radio and rehearsals



In hover crafts I love to laugh, my style is so
universal







[Hook - 2x]



Chop chop twist twist, rocks is on my wrist



I'm a billion dolla balla, with a million dolla
kiss



Twist twist chop chop, watch the car hop



I represent my hood, and my worldwide block







[Redd]



Candy jet flying wet, elevator sky screamer



Late night Casanova, in a Rover or the Beamer



Slanging in the intersection, squat out with a
smile



On the Nextel phone, my screens spin like crystal
balls



You ain't know, tell these niggas get me lean
way



And if the FED's is watching, we leaving trails
on the freeway



Ain't no instant replay, man we wetting niggas
up



It's so hard to lose my touch, but I'm betting
niggas up



Stacking paper cutting papers, never known to
catch vapors



Guard the states with city exits, one hundred
feet skyscrapers



Chop chop twist twist, I got rocks on my wrist



Scratching haters off my list, and blow a million
dolla kiss







[Verse 4]



H-Town H-Town bitch, city of dreams



And everything in H-Town, ain't always what it
seems



You might get jacked, for your blades and
swangas



From MLK to the Tre, we keeping one in the
chamber



H-Town H-Town bitch, city of dreams



Where we stay creased up and pieced up, top
flighted codeine



Platinum bezeltine gleam, thugs wishing on a
star



Stretched land Lex pop a Zanek, plus my stretches
for tomorrow







[Hook - 2x]







[E.S.G.]



Chop chop twist twist, forty glock up in my
wrist



Or my desert eagle resident evil, for these
niggas that's on my list



You got me pissed nigga, see you's a bitch
nigga



And at your concert you in dirt, and we won't
miss nigga



I guess you jealous of the Benzo, on Lorenzo's



And your jacks and fools, keep bringing me the
ends so



The Ghetto Twinz show, got dropped up on your
head



Now meet my little friend, my Mack 10 with a
infrared



I heard you hid your cars, locked your burglar
bars



Don't fuck with the E and Hump chump, cause we
some murder stars



This calls for war why, for they kick in your
belly



Chop chop with my machete, twist your neck cause
we deadly







[Hook - 2x]







Jiggidy chop chop



Jiggidy twist twist



Million dolla ballas



Million dolla kiss - 2x