Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Chopping Game , by - Young Roddy. Release date: 19.04.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Chopping Game |
| Took a long time, but I got here |
| Thug life like Pac, yeah |
| No they don’t play fair, them boys they shoot at cops here |
| Big dog my K9's, selling weed was my day job |
| Been through it all, learned to fight at that playground |
| Glock by my waistline I roll around like greyhound |
| Still sipping lean with my redbone from H town |
| Ain’t no more play time, nope no more play time |
| I don’t want no pussy without getting no Facetime |
| Shine like my Rolex, grind til no more left |
| Fresh off that tour bus right back to my projects |
| Fiends hit my hotline, cops kicked my door down |
| Real recognize real boy I don’t need no cosign |
| In case shit might go wrong its back to my trap phone |
| Sleep when I’m dead I’ve been working my ass off |
| Racks in my Jansport, tattoo my passport |
| Speed for that cash like I’m driving a NASCAR |
| Life |
| I put it together we getting paid |
| I took it to Eddie to get it sprayed |
| And ride through the city like I could never die |
| I’m trying to get it ain’t satisfied with just getting by |
| See a different picture this some HD shit |
| Pocket watching motherfuckers ain’t gonna make me rich |
| I hit the pavement like a man, pockets all grown up |
| Now these bitches out here talking like he all blown up |
| A different state of mind, I think I’m stuck in my ways |
| A nigga gotta grind, I can’t be wasting the days |
| Getting faded riding slow, but we chasing it fast |
| And when I’m flipping in the 'Lac the only time I’m on my ass |
| Say a prayer for me momma, they hate to see me shine |
| Even though I got it honest niggas plotting on what’s mine |
| As them 84's twist through the street |
| I gotta calm my nerves, about to roll another sweet |
| Roll another sweet |
| L E Dolla Steak & Shrimp |
| Good Sense 3 |