Chop Shop

Lyrics

[Intro] "Ay man, check this junt right here out, this junt clean ain't it man" "Ooh this junt bangin' dog" "Check these 20's out on this bitch" "Ooh wee where'd you get these thangs from?" "Mane, Hummer, this just dropped today" "Ooh who the fuck is that?" "Ay my nig, you got change for a hundred my nigga?" "No i ain't got it." "AY BITCH, GIMME THESE MUTHATFUCKIN KEYS, GIMME THE MUTHAFUCKIN KEYS HOE" "Ay man, you betta give him the muthafuckin' keys, he look serious" "BITCH YOU A BANANA, BITCH YOU GONNA GET PEELED" [Verse I: Gangsta Boo] Call my nigga Project Pat Dog I got them ends I need 20's, Navigation 500 S Benz Real quick, can I flip the script? I wanna be clean nigga I wanna be seen nigga Come and make this cheese nigga I know where that nigga lay I know where that nigga stay I know you can get him cuz I fucked that boy the other day Don't forget to beep me twice when you get the prize I'll be sittin' here proud, waitin' for it tonight [Verse II: Project Pat] Imma let the gun talk once I find where he's livin' (GB: Yuh) Or in the streets if I catch his ass slippin (GB: Yuh) Hope when I ask for his shit, he start trippin' (GB: Yuh) Bullets pop off, get his shit, then I'm dippin' (GB: Yo) To ya chop shop cuz them cars you be flippin' Imma get the one that'll fit yo description (GB: Right) Must be the boy who you said who was trickin' Hit you on the horn cuz this cheese I ain't missin' [Verse III: Gangsta Boo] Man look, I don't really talk on phones, they be tapped You just make sure you get here and you get back I'll guide you for a minute since you don't know where he stay Winchester, Kings Gate, first left driveway Man jack up if you have to smack up Bring that Benz-o straight to me Imma be relaxin' in my mansion locked you got the key When I get the car, I'm gonna take it to the Chop City Hit me when you finished What's the business, are you diggin' me? [Verse IV: Project Pat] I do crime anywhere and escape like Houdini Say what you want, for the cheese I'm your genie Saw the trick ridin' in his hood, lookin' cleanly Benz-o and AMG so Imma scheme him Neva saw the jack move but it was meany Caught him at the light, put the tone to his beamer (GB: Blah!) Blew his brains out body on the sceney Things got a mess but I got away cleanly [Outro] PP: Boo mane, I got yo keys right here baby GB: Yo Gold Mouth, what the fuck is this!? PP: What's up? GB: Nah Pat, this the wrong car man! PP: It's the wrong car? GB: You hit the wrong nigga! PP: Whatchu talm bout man? GB: Man damn, first PP: Man Boo, don't start that GB: Uh-uh man. First driveway, man PP: Don't start that GB: First left Kings Gate PP: Man look, give me seventy five-hundred GB: Hell nah. I can't give you shit for this. This the wrong car man, you done fucked up! PP: Give me seven thousand or sum man! I can't man, come on man, don't do me like that man! You trippin' mane!