Tha Mobb - Chopped & Screwed

Yeah... hard body, hard body

Carter, Carter, Carter

Yeah, let's go

Cash Money, Young Money motherfuck the other side

They can fuck with us if they want I bring 'em homicide

Word to my momma I'm gonna continue bombing

'Told her getting out the game it's like coming out of a coma

I'm trying... but I'm normal when this rap shit gets boring

All I ask is that you pray for me (please)

And the beat keep crying and I'm gonna keep beating her

Fee I'm fucking her I'm deep in her sleep in her

And what happens when the reaper come (huh?)

I'm just hoping that he sends that elevator up

I made enough, I ain't make shit

So while I'm here I'mma take that and take this (nigger!)

Breakfast yes let's eat, wipe you mouth when you finished

Then hunt for the lunch and dinner no beginner

To the criminal activity fuck with them they rushing in

Like Seminoles, Indians, no bow and arrows Harold

Just leaners, Cheena just choppers, Robert

Carter II tell me how is you gonna stop a riot

I lock and seal it up the best I could feel it (yeah!)

I'm in the lead I can pop a wheelie (got 'em!)

Not for rookies late bloomers stay in the womb (go!)

I'm here motherfucker make room... BOOM!

Young Tune the big kahuna

It's my ocean baby y'all niggas is tuna

Better now than sooner, junior

Fly around you city try tryna take a number two on you

I ain't going nowhere special I won't never leave

Shit I'm already a legend if I ever leave

Game get rid of me? Not little me

Man I got 'em I'mma get 'em B (I got 'em B)

I'm hungry like I didn't eat

I want it like I didn't see a mill before seventeen

What the fuck you niggas telling me?

You pups can't keep up with the Pedigree

Catch me where the weather be somewhere in the seventies

Call myself settling palm trees Promethezine but what's new?

Sometimes I can't cut through that rough loop

Get fucked so many times 'til it's fuck you (fuck 'em!)

So how you wanna do it baby we can get it

All you gotta do is say it and I'm with it

Money and murder you my nigga my jelly preserver

I'mma ride baby 'til the judge give me a verdict yeah

Hear me or heard me I get it and serve it

'Cause everytime I did it I hit it and hurt it yeah

Now I kill it the mission accomplished chea

The niggas abolished the bitches astonished

Then they pay homage when did they find it but

Now that they know it's a must I remind 'em so

They don't forget it I underline it and

I'm in the sky when the thunder's crying youngin'

I been through all that I done, done what you saying

I put it down when the other was playing

When the jungle was open I rolled in with the riders

Stole food from the bears and bought it back to the lions

Quote unquote with the eighth I'm a gorilla but lighter

With the eye of a tiger the heart of a fighter yeah

Start 'em, ignite 'em I walk through fire

Watch the flames start multiplying whoo! yeah

Alter a nigga Nina talk to a nigga

Take a chunk ouch body like a shark bit a nigga

I'm awkward like Cartwright fuck with a nigga

Shot ugly but my arch right come on dog bark bite

Fork in the road I'm always going right

Nowadays knowing life ain't no more road lights

We can't see but we're gonna make it to the finish line

It's right there the goal line right behind the scrimmage line

Touchdown check the scoreboard gimme mines

Semi 9 fit me fine hit a nigga twenty times

Damn then one more to the face just (BOW!)

So they close the casket like I pay to close the case

I made straight mafia shit front line

Top rank ready to die for my shit and the obvious shit

If I talk about my robbery they probably get rich

So fuck 'em, I'mma let 'em sit

And I ain't ducking 'cause I'm right here, I'm just enough

I don't care who at the top of the stairs I'm stepping up

See you fucking up the money baby and that ain't good business

You starting to look like a witness and this is

For the gangsters and the bitches, the hustlers and the hoes

Crossover whatever mainstream no

'Cause Wayne thinks silent, Wayne'll never fold

You heard it right here if the game was ever told

Lift up you toes and look under a rug

Trust me there's history under all that dust

So deep down in the dirty there lies us (who?)

Yeah Cash Money Records and I'm still up front

Stunner pop a bottle, Baby peel us a blunt

Lets eat and talk about all them niggas we cut

What? you know what? let's not fuck up our lunch

That's real shit if you ever seen such

Chuch

The mobb

Nigga