Big Pokey - On Choppers - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Chorus: Big Moe] Down South we roll on choppas, on choppas Down South we roll on choppeeers Down South we roll on choppas, on choppas Down South we roll on choppeeers [Verse 1: Big Pokey] Down south we roll on chop Pushin' the big body Benz with no top Now stop We bout to approach the red light Sippin' red sprite, blue lens head lights Betta find a night cuz I can beat my opponents One deep blowin' sweets when I creep up on it Finesse, headin' west TV in the head rest Leather and wood wheel Place in front of my chest Mercedes class S, Park Place on the plates Big bodysittin' swoll Like it been liftin' weights Stampidin' out the gates 100 miles per hour V-dozen horse power Got niggas mouth sour Stayin' tall as a tower Crawlin' slap supreme Mashin' the gasoline Under them 19's Coach platineme Wood grained contaminated On the mob, paint job Got the 6 lookin' ?? [Chorus: Big Moe] Repeat 2x [Verse 2:Big Moe] Down south we rollin' nation wide Popped up a Moe-y-yo in foreign ride I put it down wit my kin Po-yo On the low low I'm a young pro In the game I ain't lame, rollin' out on chop Smokin' on the killa mary jane And the job's freestyle Playa buck wild Big a Moe is a throwed child I'ma lean, lean Stackin' my green Everytime you see a Moe-yo I'm on the codeine I'm out da damn Trey A playa don't play I'm bound to chop up the boulevard everyday On choppers Rollin on dem choppers Rollin on chop Rollin on chop [Chorus: Big Moe] Repeat 2x [Verse 3: Big Pokey] They got the fillas from three wheelers To 20 inch rims pillas Next week catch us on TV Like "Look at dem niggas' Slammin' doors Hoes wanna creep wit dem Sleep wit dem Them boys roll deep dish rim Down south is the spot Where spokes get broke Nine layers of clear coat Flossin' wit no note 40 inches round my throat Wit a blingin' piece On Vo's, doggin' my foes Wit da bumper release Me Chris, Magic, and Sweeps We reppin' the Yella Rappin' togetha For life We gonna rep it forever Hoggin' the lane Raise dat ass shake that thang Hit all 16 switches we tryin' to break the frame Nationwide in the game Time to expose our habits Went from bustin' 9 carats To v squares wit karats I sear it, we throwed Down south is the place Sensei Signin' off It's all in they face [Chorus: Big Moe] Repeat 4x
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