| Yeah
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| Uh huh
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| Look
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| I got the squad in here (in here)
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| Brought the muhfuckin' mob in here, boy
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| We been on our job this year
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| So run up if you wanna get chopped (chopped), chopped (chopped)
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| Uh I got the juice now
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| Fuckin' with me 'cause I got the juice now
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| Y’all been busy picking out your fruit
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| I been trippin' 'round the world spittin'
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| Stackin' up this loot (ow)
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| Still nobody know me though
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| They just know we got a style they never heard before
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| Wanna consolidate it to a word they know
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| But they ain’t got no language for this shit that we been slangin'
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| Ho, it’s danger though (know that)
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| Sugar water and Prozac
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| Suckin' up all that sweet shit
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| Tootsie Rolls like you Kojak
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| Well fuck it, who loves you baby
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| These suckers been tryna play me
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| That’s lotto with hollow tips
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| If you pickin' bones, don’t be lazy
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| That Jenga stack is looking wobbly
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| Like a gust of wind might come in and fuck up your whole monopoly
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| The problem is you thought this was a game from jump
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| I came in about my bid’ness, took aim and pump
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| Go 'head, pick up the pieces (pick up the pieces)
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| Pray to your painfully average white Jesus
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| A fear of failure and hell is the basis of your thesis
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| Come talk to a real monster, let me show you what a beast is
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| Got the squad in here (in here)
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| Brought the muhfuckin' mob in here, boy
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| We been on our job this year
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| So run up if you wanna get chopped (chopped)
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| Chopped (chopped)
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| Uh I got the juice now
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| Oh, you wanna squeeze me for my juice now?
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| You talking Genghis shit but where’s the proof, boy?
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| Run up if you wanna get chopped (chopped), chopped (chopped)
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| Doors open, rolling down West Grant
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| Yes ma’am
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| Curve 'em like a question
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| Mark I got a deadpan
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| Demeanor at the moment meaning try me
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| Son your ass so hard it make your mama high five me
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| I be all up in your blood like a IV
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| Ivy League credentialled back when ooh I think they like me
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| Made dem boys a franchise
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| I was standing man size
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| Mayonnaise sandwich in my hand thought I was damn wise
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| Landed on my damn site wiser now
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| Catch the wizard rising out the earth see
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| Check the competition in the hearse see
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| Check the checks deposited for verse three
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| All the words they paying for are just me tryna burst free
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| Bird out the guitar solo more Charlie Parker on the alto
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| In the whip to Vegas and we just passed by Rialto
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| Me and my dogs we hungry and we comin' for that Alpo
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| All of us got bars so heavy they like «Where the Valco?»
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| But these muscles au naturalle
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| Watch me flip some bullshit into a cash cow
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| Milk the game for everything she worth and then back out
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| Pail in hand you palin' in comparison, so back down
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| Got the squad in here (in here)
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| Brought the muhfuckin' mob in here, boy
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| We been on our job this year
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| So run up if you wanna get chopped (chopped)
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| Chopped (chopped)
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| Uh got the juice now
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| Oh, you wanna squeeze me for my juice now?
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| You talking Genghis shit but where’s the proof, boy?
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| Run up if you wanna get chopped (chopped)
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| Chopped (chopped)
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| Yuh, yuh
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| Fuck a popped collar (woo)
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| I’m a Rotweiler (yuh)
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| Ready and rotten off o' the toxin with a subdued posture (yuh)
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| Evolved and often I’m a new monster
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| Been a minute since I had a Bruce Banner moment
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| But don’t confuse calmer (no)
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| With a weeping willow
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| I’m a sneaky silhouette
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| Slippin' through your window leaving
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| Swimmers on your bitch’s pillow
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| Gentleman until I’m pushed to corners (yuh)
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| Then I gotta remind 'em what kind am I from this Northern California
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| Slinking forward over this sink I just threw up in
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| Told Shawn I was done with Robutissin
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| But listen up I doesn’t
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| Feeling vindicated but I know my thug is bubblin'
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| Hood in you is always cookin' underneath these public functions
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| Public discussions just pushing my buttons
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| Who are these trumpin' supporters?
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| Are they confused or concussioned?
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| Is this the KKK or have they just been sippin' the Kool-Aid?
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| Why do we follow the devil? |
| He just money and toupees
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| I’m from the water, underrated nation 'til I’m done playin'
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| Then got a bodyback waiting for anyone claiming A1
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| If you ain’t one, I suggest you vacate the station
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| I’ve been patient, but you better pray
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| They don’t let me up in this new formation 'cause
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| I’m your favorite rapper’s most hated rapper (yuh)
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| If I get on, he ain’t sure he making playoffs after (ooh)
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| Juice boys got the best brew
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| And I hate to toot my own horn
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| But I mean bruhmp motherfucker bruhmp
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| Yo
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| Got the squad in here (in here)
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| Brought the muhfuckin' mob in here, boy
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| We been on our job this year
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| So run up if you wanna get chopped (chopped)
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| Chopped (chopped)
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| Uh I got the juice now
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| Oh, you wanna squeeze me for my juice now?
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| You talking Genghis shit but where’s the proof, boy?
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| Run up if you wanna get chopped (chopped)
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| Chopped (chopped)
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| Rise and shine, Mr. Hoskins. |
| You don’t wanna be late |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Chopped , by - Daveed Diggs. Song from the album Collin EP, in the genre Саундтреки