Chords for Twisted Insane - The Chop Shop [LYRICS]

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_ [Bb] _ _ Hey, what's up? _ _
You want a rice?
_ _ _ [Eb] Yeah, this is a friendly rice.
_ _ We'll say from here to
the end of the beat.
On your marks, _ get set, go. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ I'm gonna put through your sweater.
I'm gonna get a foot up on the pedal.
If you wanna set up with me, I will pull up on you on the drop top.
Blastin' them in the ass, put them in the bag, drinkin' to the grass.
Matter of fact, wanna leave a motherfucker [C] lickin', I'ma bring him up in the chip shop.
_ Holy shit.
Brain, brain, yeah.
It's twisted and sane for you motherfuckers who don't know you livin' on the moon ass radio, only listenin' [Ebm] to ass.
Coppin' everybody, ain't no competition, yeah.
Coppin' everybody, ain't no competition, yeah.
Coppin' everybody, ain't no competition, yeah.
Coppin' everybody, ain't no competition, [Eb] welcome to the crop shop.
Nobody wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, [E] _
[Eb] wanna, _ wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, _ _ wanna, wanna, wanna, [E] wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Eb] _ wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna,
I'm a go light him up, somebody tie him up, bring him to grips
_ One minute they want to, them man up [Bbm] on me, they gon' die with this [Eb] shit
Everybody wanna be a chump and they can pop off, I be getting mad about it, really wanna when I spit the venom in they face
I'm a barbecue a nigga, pock a round and try to step up to the plate, hope you watch your relationship when I be [E] killing food, won't feed no folks
[Eb] They stop, I'm a rougher, any mother motherfuckers, you can call them, it's a bulletin planet, really, really, ban it, can't nobody stop me
Fuck a round and get some noodle in a bowl, I tell them, send your buddy, bring it to me if you want that shit
I'll bring it to you in a minute, hang out when I finish it, till I get through your skull
It's time to get to making every second time a car when you ain't defending because I been pitching, which better section nigga, want you to get this shit from the monster
Putting everybody in it, mama, to the matrix, don't say shit, just turn around and what [B] the fuck, go way before [Eb] I launch it
I be getting a different level than I wanna be though, I'm gonna get a foot up on the pedal, if you wanna settle with me, I will pull up on you on the drop top
Flash him in the dash, put him in the bag, don't take to the grass, matter of fact, you wanna leave a [Bb] motherfucker looking, I'ma bring him up in the chop chop
Yeah, _ _ brain, brain, yeah
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_ [Ebm] Chopping everybody, ain't no competition, yeah, chopping everybody, ain't no competition, yeah
Chopping everybody, ain't no competition, _ [Ebm] _
welcome to the chop [Eb] chop
Nobody got no money, but I want it when I hit em with that bullet triple quadruple and nigga nobody can fuck with me
Welcome to the chop shop
Nobody got no money, but I want it when I hit em with that bullet triple quadruple [E] and nigga nobody can fuck with me
Welcome to [Eb] the chop shop
Nobody got no money, but I want it when I hit em with that bullet triple quadruple and nigga nobody can fuck with me
Welcome to the chop shop
Nobody got no money, but I want it when I hit em with that bullet triple quadruple and nigga nobody can fuck with me
Welcome to the chop [G] shop
Somebody with me up out of my sleep
[A] Tell me your premonition made it [E] be taken off of my feet
How can we get people so much on my behind about it
But how the fuck am I gonna be up in the club when I hit em with those two kids and nigga born to lead
Put em up in the chop shop, get cropped off in the drop top
Nigga this insane, what if it came in at you with a knock off
Knock knock, who is it?
Warn, warn [Am] you
Aren't you glad a motherfucker like me is not riding in your [F] block with the pop pop
They be looking at me like a motherfucker sucking right and I don't need you niggas
All up on me, go to bomb alone and you was only homies when I feed you niggas
Chopping poop since you motherfuckers was in middle school
I be in the front of class, I be on the dance, don't nobody laugh when I teach you niggas
Blood stains on the floorboard with a gore whore
Kill a bitch up in the kitchen, nigga put your bitch and jerk it to the floor door
Poor whore, I hammered the pussy, got my secret feeling like Thorachor
Give me more, more of the whore, whore nigga, nigga like a stressful bore, boy
[E] Drinking niggas through the shutters, I'm ready to take you
Man off, even Gandalf can't save you, bitch
Whatever the brain, man, Tambo won't save you
Give my nigga lunch, he come up in this motherfucker back now and bake you
Take you into a different level, nigga, where the devil lurking
Which bitch I wanna fuck, man, I don't know for certain
Depends on which one of them get the best ass for twerking
Then I come back to the room, let me hit the room through B curtains
In the chop shop
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