Bobby Grin - man must chop Lyrics

BG on the recordy
No be today wey the boys don dey work anything wey we see we must chop
You know wassup x2

Put in work from nine to five
Man must chop
Say the hustle don dey pay
Man must chop
Steady grindin' for the bill
Man must chop them gats wack
Man must chop x2

Uh, I grew up in the ghetto that ain't never knew
Ijegun boy, I be reppin' for the revenue
Satellite town, I be tugging' just to pay the due
C.O.B, yeah, you know that's mob life
On to the flexin

Say the boy done dey grind way back when I came up with a plan
On to the next thing
Capitalize all the rate right now and it seems so interesting

No be this fame we go chop
Na the he money for the bank we o chop
That's why I keep my grind tight
Just to sell the cd's, three in one sim
We premier, and sell all the cd's

Shout out to your hustle make it, yeild on
Prayin' for the blessings from the kingdom
Came out from the root, when they base gon
MTV, Selassie, that's a based on

No be today wey the boys don dey work anything wey we see we must chop
You know wassup x2

Put in work from nine to five
Man must chop
Say the hustle don dey pay
Man must chop
Steady grindin' for the bill
Man must chop them gats wack
Man must chop x2

Okay, remember back then in the past
All the joro's, none of them be wan' see me from the start
Kick start with the henny
Gold slugs, all these shorties wan come to me, y'ard
When you don dey chop, my guy
First things first, give the lord tight, my guy
Body of walk, town planner, no fit plan, my guy
Stay focus life no be tie and die
Working for the mulla
Make them they look like kama sutra

Everybody understand me
Help your own fellow brother, and e no go cause any envy
Cuz last last, all of us go chop
Weather na spoon or na f*ck all of them na chop

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Put in work from nine to five
Man must chop
Say the hustle don dey pay
Man must chop
Steady grindin' for the bill
Man must chop them gats wack
Man must chop

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