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<pre><font size='+2'>CHOP CHOP lyrics HSE</font><br>f/ E.S.G.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
(*talking*)<br />
<br />
Hump, where you at baby<br />
<br />
It`s that Boss Hogg huh<br />
<br />
We got something to show y`all though<br />
<br />
Chop em up<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
[AP]<br />
<br />
Get up all the ballas, make your way to the front<br />
<br />
84`s on blaze, and have some bang in your trunk<br />
<br />
Sip syrup or blazing skunk, overdose if you can<br />
<br />
I ain`t saying I`m the man, but I`m your host with the plan<br />
<br />
Instead of parlaying, I know these niggas feel what I`m saying<br />
<br />
Cause all G`s from Houston Texas, now you know where I`m staying<br />
<br />
Crawling low tip-toeing, in a five double O<br />
<br />
B-E-N-Z, on dash reclined watching TV<br />
<br />
Decided what game Playstation, and a Sega cd<br />
<br />
Later on we hold and jumping, to the pretty Bentley<br />
<br />
Did I mention in the steering wheel`s, a color TV<br />
<br />
Tinted up blowing smoke, that`s the life of a G<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
[Lil` Flip]<br />
<br />
Houston we have a problem, we ball too much<br />
<br />
Threw some blades on my ride, and now we crawl too much<br />
<br />
Threw some paint on the car, and now we drip too much<br />
<br />
Bought a gallon of drank, and now we sip too much<br />
<br />
Flip too much, wood grain we grip too much<br />
<br />
You might as well, say that H.S.E. pimp too much<br />
<br />
Everybody wearing diamonds, so I wear baguettes<br />
<br />
Everybody riding Benz, so I fly in a jet<br />
<br />
I got a palace in Dallas, I got a train in Spain<br />
<br />
Airplanes with candy wings, TV screens and thangs<br />
<br />
Girls dancing in my mansion, playas still party too<br />
<br />
I got ice in my mouth, but my name ain`t Cube<br />
<br />
Acting bad in the slab, filling up at Texaco<br />
<br />
Chop chop twist twist, on my way to Mexico<br />
<br />
Videos and commercials, radio and rehearsals<br />
<br />
In hover crafts I love to laugh, my style is so universal<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
[Hook - 2x]<br />
<br />
Chop chop twist twist, rocks is on my wrist<br />
<br />
I`m a billion dolla balla, with a million dolla kiss<br />
<br />
Twist twist chop chop, watch the car hop<br />
<br />
I represent my hood, and my worldwide block<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
[Redd]<br />
<br />
Candy jet flying wet, elevator sky screamer<br />
<br />
Late night Casanova, in a Rover or the Beamer<br />
<br />
Slanging in the intersection, squat out with a smile<br />
<br />
On the Nextel phone, my screens spin like crystal balls<br />
<br />
You ain`t know, tell these niggas get me lean way<br />
<br />
And if the FED`s is watching, we leaving trails on the freeway<br />
<br />
Ain`t no instant replay, man we wetting niggas up<br />
<br />
It`s so hard to lose my touch, but I`m betting niggas up<br />
<br />
Stacking paper cutting papers, never known to catch vapors<br />
<br />
Guard the states with city exits, one hundred feet skyscrapers<br />
<br />
Chop chop twist twist, I got rocks on my wrist<br />
<br />
Scratching haters off my list, and blow a million dolla kiss<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
[Verse 4]<br />
<br />
H-Town H-Town bitch, city of dreams<br />
<br />
And everything in H-Town, ain`t always what it seems<br />
<br />
You might get jacked, for your blades and swangas<br />
<br />
From MLK to the Tre, we keeping one in the chamber<br />
<br />
H-Town H-Town bitch, city of dreams<br />
<br />
Where we stay creased up and pieced up, top flighted codeine<br />
<br />
Platinum bezeltine gleam, thugs wishing on a star<br />
<br />
Stretched land Lex pop a Zanek, plus my stretches for tomorrow<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
[Hook - 2x]<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
[E.S.G.]<br />
<br />
Chop chop twist twist, forty glock up in my wrist<br />
<br />
Or my desert eagle resident evil, for these niggas that`s on my list<br />
<br />
You got me pissed nigga, see you`s a bitch nigga<br />
<br />
And at your concert you in dirt, and we won`t miss nigga<br />
<br />
I guess you jealous of the Benzo, on Lorenzo`s<br />
<br />
And your jacks and fools, keep bringing me the ends so<br />
<br />
The Ghetto Twinz show, got dropped up on your head<br />
<br />
Now meet my little friend, my Mack 10 with a infrared<br />
<br />
I heard you hid your cars, locked your burglar bars<br />
<br />
Don`t fuck with the E and Hump chump, cause we some murder stars<br />
<br />
This calls for war why, for they kick in your belly<br />
<br />
Chop chop with my machete, twist your neck cause we deadly<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
[Hook - 2x]<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Jiggidy chop chop<br />
<br />
Jiggidy twist twist<br />
<br />
Million dolla ballas<br />
<br />
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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

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