we got it ready for you staight out the pot
chop chop (chop chop) yeah I’m back on the bock
ay we got it ready, yeah we got it ready
now inspite of what ya heard im the god damn truth
ima down south head busta monsta in this crew
ima hard core bad ass
a soldier from the backstreet
and tell a motha fucker who, who ever try to cross me some call me J-bone, some call me Har???-bone
and yes see ima youngblood
and dese bitches they wont 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 nigga
this aint what you want in life
or what you need
cuz see our pressure will bust a pipe
cuz like tonight
aint 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
ay 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 nigga chain
26 years of pain, you’ll do the same thing (same thing)
but im gettin older me and god aint got closer
still keep a toaster
fuck around and i’ll roast ya talk big shit, nigga 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
ay 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 dont be afraid
just be aware and watch yo ass when you from the play (?)
maniacs off the wall
real nigga’s never fall
pimpin by the day and through the week im 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 nigga would
back woods
dirty south, dont make me bust you in the mouth
dont 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
ay we got it ready, yeah we got it ready