Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Choppers , by - Viper. Release date: 24.02.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Choppers |
| See, we turning these corners, and choppin' these blades |
| Bumpin on fives and sippin' syrup in the shade |
| See we riding on the fours, and we pushin' tight loads |
| And we movin' in a row and everybody knows |
| That we showin' up, keep the party thick and alive |
| Peepers are clean puts stains in the eye |
| It’s early, time to make a loot |
| So I’m back on the streets, ridin' in a coupe |
| Big body, my boys in addition |
| While I’m lacked out listenin' to friction |
| Comin' from (?) |
| More wash than the sunshine state |
| Turn up the speaker, let the bass get loud |
| Volume on 8, bout to move the crowd |
| Man, it’s comin' out the back and the trunk |
| Fifteens bout to get the place crunk |
| Some say I shouldn’t be shamed |
| The way my bass goes loud it amazes |
| See, we turning these corners, and choppin' these blades |
| Bumpin on fives and sippin' syrup in the shade |
| Bout to head through the parking lot, everything is hot |
| Get a beef and it’s pop the top |
| Crystal clear sound that’s comin' out my tweeters |
| Go where the bumpin', no need for the heater |
| Yes it’s new and I paid it off |
| In my ear, got a player trippin' in another year |
| It’s the age of the thug, and I gotta let my system go |
| But the low, got a player think the speakers blown |
| But they not, and put my switch back on high |
| Now the ground is shakin' like 9.5 |
| On the Richter, bout to head through the car wash |
| My car be jamming, no hog wash |
| Bout to let the beat thump, let the words hit |
| Got more tracks than the '96 Olympics |
| «Them boys they be ridin' too loud!» |
| Smart with the volume, know when to turn it down |
| See, we turning these corners, and choppin' these blades |
| Bumpin on fives and sippin' syrup in the shade |
| Left turn on the one way, doing things the fly way |
| Now I’m jumping on the highway |
| On my way to the scene, stepping out shinin' |
| The laser in my chain, it keeps the synchronize timin' |
| Time to go to (?) gotta choose |
| '98 blue two thousand and two |
| Knock out the dents, make my ride look new |
| Now I’m ridin' great pace, I decide to |
| Drop off for the final coat |
| Now my car is clean as a bar of soap |
| Speed gets set on the steering wheel |
| Reflection shine bright like a lighthouse on a hill |
| Make a U-turn, heading back to the club |
| While my (?) |
| Oh yeah, and the beat keeps hittin |
| With big flossin' players and we never gon' quit it |
| See, we turning these corners, and choppin' these blades |
| Bumpin on fives and sippin' syrup in the shade |