Zip That Chop That

[Verse 1] [Kendrick Lamar] Ring the alarm or wake to a bomb You ain't a rapper, you Elton John, holding your john I got a ton of croutons in the Louis Vuitton That's big bread, the chickens are flying, flocks when I call 'em [Schoolboy Q] Paul and Masson, half drunk, stuck in a poem Light matches underwater while I'm bracing the storm I'm cool and I'm calm, laid back, smoking a farm Socking the shit out of niggas 'til I'm breaking my arm [Jay Rock] Up in my zone, two blunts, cup of patron .45 on me, shoot you if you fuck with me wrong No homo, pause, that's your life and it's going Flatline if you don't put your life in the song [Ab-Soul] I never drove a fast car I almost ran over Tracy Chapman, she said drive slow, I said fuck off Ab-Soul, wassup y'all, other than your subpar above all? I'm a heaven gate, above all [Hook: Black Hippy] And every time we in the stu We cook that, chop that, what's that, that's crack Yeah, homie, this is what we do 3-1-0 shit, 3-2-3, bitch Nigga, welcome to the zoo, where we Cook that, chop that, what's that, that's crack Yeah, homie, this is what we do 3-2-3 shit, 3-1-0, bitch [Verse 2] [Jay Rock] The Black Hippies, the bag full, the bag empty So bump it all at the car lot, then crash quickly I'm trying to come with enough power to pass fifty I'm talking fifty bills, you niggas don't fit the bill [Kendrick Lamar] You niggas don't keep it real, you fake as Pamela's titties I pound kitties, then hit the club with dogs with me Tan Polos, no socks, chop Dickies Tan coupe, no top, bumping Biggie [Schoolboy Q] Blowing sticky, before the group, been a hippy Nifty fifty, all blue, real crippy Big money, long stocks, ask Pippy Mask on, one sock, I gets busy [Ab-Soul] I smoke blacks, relax, and watch Walt Disney Puff squares, pace in circles until I'm dizzy Speaking of Disney, fantasies, I had many I used to hate on Mickey Mouse cause he had Minnie [Hook: Black Hippy] [Verse 3] [Schoolboy Q] Napped through my final, made enough, richer than Lionel Fucking bitches on my job, cumming harder than a rhino Breaking their spinal, laid back, bumping my vinyl Navigation on the scopes, easy to find 'em [Jay Rock] Find you and I'm right behind you, laid back, puffing a blunt Gat on my lap, constantly talking shit, I'mma dump Your homies acting charged up, they can still get jumped Take your chain, ash the kush for all you punks [Kendrick Lamar] However you want, whenever you want, you all can get it Contagious, it's mad syphilis, blazing, it's God-giftedness Die over death sentences, flow hot, plus the beat knock like Jay witnesses Tell them I killed the witnesses [Ab-Soul] Gifted as twenty Christmases, itching to blow Like twenty bitches with mouths that need a dick in it, wow I ran rap for half a mile, then got tired Laid down and realized that I was lying [Hook: Black Hippy]