Lyrics Choppers - Viper

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