Chords for The Chop Shop

_ Hey, what's up, man?
_ _ You want a race?
_ _ [Eb] _ Yeah, this is a friendly race
_ _ We'll say from here to the end of the beat on your marks
_ _ Get set
_ Go
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Eb]
I'm gonna put together for them niggas in the first round I mean it
B-suit with a leave-in, I can have it, yo, is anybody home?
I'm out of my mind, it's like, go into the beginning, sick of my go in the finish
I throw in your head and I'm hit, I'm out of reserve and I [E] put them up and up, love when it hit, if you [Eb] saw me
I'm choppin' them up, everybody, but Jason and Freddie
And turnin' your bread and spaghetti, competitive, celebrate, nobody else
I'm the lord and the devil, nigga, runnin' out the make-up, wishin' I could just see it
Everybody listen to you when I press on you, when your face pushin' down the grave
Better get a shovel, nigga, and the competition, I don't really care
Hey, what is what his name is, how famous his anus is
I hate him just better, hit him up with a dangerous and [Bb] Cajun entainment
Individual with a yellow brain, then put two through your sweater
I be on a different level, they don't wanna matter
But me and the ghetto put up on the peddle, if you wanna settle
When we go, I pull up on you in the [Eb] drop-top, last minute
Ass, put him in the back, drink up to the grass, matter of fact
Gonna leave a motherfucker lickin' on my brigand, whip in the chop-chop
Yeah, holy shit
Brain, brain, yeah
It's too soon to [Ebm] say it for you motherfuckers that don't know
You livin' on the moon-ass radio, only listenin' to ass niggas
Choppin' everybody, get in the competition, yeah
Choppin' everybody, get in the competition, yeah
Choppin' everybody, get in the competition, yeah
_ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [Eb] _
_ Choppin' _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ebm] _ everybody, _ [E] _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ get in the competition, yeah
Choppin' everybody, get in the competition, yeah
I'm too rich, _ homie, they won't do their mother for me, [D] then we'll die with this shit
[Eb]
Everybody wanna be a chopper, nigga, pop off
I be in a minute, man, they really wanna wanna spit a venom in they face
I'm a barbecue, but nigga, park around and throw the chef up to the plate
Hope you got your running shit, but not be gettin' food, [E] won't feed no folks
Grey [Eb] sock, I'm a rocker, ain't no mother motherfuckers, you can't throw them
It's a bulletin, time ain't really, really, man, I can't nobody stand my fuckin' mind, I get your noodle in a bowl
I challenge anybody, bring it to me if you want that shit
I bring it to you in a minute, and I'm gonna finish it till I do your scroll
It's obvious, you make it nervous every time I come around
I want you right there, feel it, because of the picture, what you better say to a nigga, won't you take that ass for the monster?
Puttin' everybody in it, mama, through the matrix
Don't say shit, just turn around and walk the fuck [B] away before I haunt ya
I be in a minute, man, they don't wanna matter
When we in the ghetto, put up on the peddle
If you wanna settle, when we [Eb] go, I'll pull up on you on the drop top
Blastin' them in the dash, put them in the back, drinkin' to the grass, matter fact
Goin' to live a motherfucker, nigga, I'ma bring him up in the chop shop _
_ _ Yeah, brain, brain, yeah _
_ [B] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Ebm] Choppin' everybody, get in the competition, yeah
Choppin' everybody, get in the competition, yeah
Choppin' everybody, get in the competition, yeah
Choppin' everybody, get in the competition, welcome to [Eb] the chop shop
Nobody got no money, but they wanna hit him with that motherfuckin' nigga
Nobody can fuck with me, welcome to the chop shop
Nobody got no money, but they wanna hit him with that motherfuckin' nigga
Nobody [E] can fuck with me, welcome to the chop shop
Nobody got no money, but they wanna hit him with that motherfuckin' nigga
Nobody [Ebm] can fuck with me, welcome to the chop shop
Nobody got no money, but they wanna hit him with that motherfuckin' nigga
Nobody can fuck with me, welcome to the chop [Bb] shop
Everybody with me, all in my [E] sleep
Tell me I'm dreamin', assuming they're ready to be taken off of my feet
[E] Fuckin' with you people so much, I'ma knock on the door, they be hoppin' the fuck out
They think I'm gonna be up in the club when they hear the music, it's a [F] nigga bonally
But I'ma let the chop shop get cropped off in the drop top
Nigga, this ain't tight, why the fuck they comin' at you with a knock off?
Knock, knock, who is it?
Orn, Orn 2
Aren't you glad a motherfucker like me's not ridin' down your block with the pop pop?
They been lookin' at me like a motherfucker second rating, I don't need you niggas
All up on me, you're the bum, I know you was one of the homies when I feed you niggas
Choppin' people since you motherfuckers was in middle school
I be in the front of class, I be on the dance floor, nobody laugh when I teach you niggas
Blood stains on the floorboard with a gore _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ whore
[E] Drunk a nigga through the shadows, I'ma really take _
Mandoff, even Gandalf can't save me
Whatever, don't buy him, Maritime, but I won't save you
Get my nigga lunch and come up in this motherfucker back now
And make you, take you, into a different level, nigga
Where the devil lurkin'?
Which bitch I wanna fuck, man, I don't know for certain
Depends on which one of them got the best ass for