New Chops

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Jay Critch] New chops I tell the shooters go test it for me And I keep a tech when I sleep Just in case I run into a threat in my dreams For that bread, it get deadly Tell them niggas do not get in between Double cup [?] Double cup, it ain't no Henisy Make a mistake, and I'm pressing delete Running to niggas, like where is the energy? If I hit it, she gotta remember me She make it clap like asemblеy I don't care if she bad on the sеrfis If she ain't got a bag, it ain't worth it We could be, but you ain't even worth it Me and L Boy in Sacks, make a perchis I was out with a bitch, seen him lerking I told her, hold that strap in her perse For you tweek, I'ma spazz on you first Dirty hundreds, them bags in the dirt I'm in L.A. with bails like the church Get a whole lotta [?] Shorty rich and she having it I go up, and I don't need a latter Why you talk, when you don't know what happen? Off the block, now I go automatic Off the block, now I go in that two K Now I go in that N.B.A. live Well these niggas, they ain't one of mine Who these niggas? Just stay on your side If I ever gon' say, I'ma slide I know bro on the same type of time I got tired of waiting my turn Had to go out and just take what's mine Niggas say [?] But them tables get flipped all the time Oh, you tripping, you trusting these bitches They gon' switch on the drop of a dime And you tripping, you play with this chicken Fuck around, and you niggas get fried Cirtified, ain't no G checking Oh that's [?] let me G check it Gotta ride with like three weapons Chop a nigga like seasections Hit a wave like a seashell Shells drop when my team stepping And I'm blessed, I don't need revrend He probably scamming like bro do I went [?] local Pack coming in through the postal Go get that bread for the family Keep it up [?] like you supposed to They like Hood Fave, where the old you? Tell them that they should be glad He gon' run off with your racks And then he gon' say he don't ohe you [Verse 2: Mally Bandz] Lot of the words [?] show you [?] bro go to They be like Mally, I want the old you I can't even lie, I was [?] before ProTools Bullets [?] go through [?] sky, that's where you gon' go to Jumped in this shit, and I ain't follow no rules [?] behind me, I ain't leaving them no clues Cut that bitch off, she get too attached [?] better ask [?] I got that check, I had to run [?] sack Got another check, and made that shit do a backflip Pussy fine, had to run that shit back Listen to him, what he saying is cap I don't listen to him, 'cause he lie in his raps [?] that shit look like [?] Two perkies got me relaxed Watch what you say, can't go back on it Sipping on drink til the next morning Said I'm done with the perks, but I'm back on it I kicked the ho out the next morning If I go to sleep, man, the neck boring Codeine got me on my neck snoring No, I stay high, I be showing [Verse 3: Vendetta] Open [?] I crack that pint, and the syrup I pour Done with them losses, can't take anymore When you break it down, yeah, that profit is more [?] generation [?] And that money regenerating more Pressure [?] Can't keep up, you shouldn't even try And I went through a course, like it's Talladega My niggas getting [?] never later And you know you a square, like an hour later Pop a fifteen, and that be my activater Cruntch the numbers, I don't need a calculater When I pull out the thunder, evalulater Got that shit from the mud, I value paper I put nothing above