Screwdriver ignition
Lights off to avoid suspicion
Quick come up is the mission
It's the life of a strugglin musician
Burn rubber just gun it
Gotta get outta town lets run it
Gotta plug for some flips
If we come up with the chips
Stay loadin' up the powder like a musket
Hammer-time f*ck da judge
Ima show em what it do
Before they know what it does
Wonder who it was
Cruisin' in that suped coupe
Got the whole block on buzz
Ears open to the street like studs
Gotta blacklist of narcs who
Steady f*ckin with the fuzz
Same ones give me daps and hugs
Ones got my shoulder
Hella heavy carryin a grudge
Less than zips aint my language
I don't speak broken english
Push nothing less then the highest Trim genuine leather finish
Parts we can salvage
Extra bones for low mileage
Squad loving a challenge
Sand down that VIN for da cabbage
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
No sleep in three days
Get paid and repaid
It's all GTA
On these tracks like relays
My homie UK
Schooled me to the game
But my sharks aint ever been to Wales
Saving bread in case
To post occasional bails
Yall can take all the caviar and snails
Aint fond of the highlife
We all gon die right
On da record stunting then
What I sound like
Beat me on a deal
Best be bout that life
Put em in a mega hearst like soundebytes
Gotta lil shine now high beam
Finna cop a new whip
For everyone on my team
Never switch gears
My shit don't flush
While yall funds stalled out
Like y'all flooded the clutch
Put the guesses to rest
All ya records are stretch
Won't confess I'm da best
No instead they confess
On a bench to da magistrate
Sketch homies agitate
Fabricate want us in shackles upstate
When I rap its u rats I eradicate
Johnny law wanna assassinate
Me for my past
So I mash the accelerate
Pedal fast out da gate
Hit up da garage for da cash
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
DocTones - Chop Shop Lyrics
DocTones - Chop Shop Lyrics
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Screwdriver ignition
Lights off to avoid suspicion
Quick come up is the mission
It's the life of a strugglin musician
Burn rubber just gun it
Gotta get outta town lets run it
Gotta plug for some flips
If we come up with the chips
Stay loadin' up the powder like a musket
Hammer-time f*ck da judge
Ima show em what it do
Before they know what it does
Wonder who it was
Cruisin' in that suped coupe
Got the whole block on buzz
Ears open to the street like studs
Gotta blacklist of narcs who
Steady f*ckin with the fuzz
Same ones give me daps and hugs
Ones got my shoulder
Hella heavy carryin a grudge
Less than zips aint my language
I don't speak broken english
Push nothing less then the highest Trim genuine leather finish
Parts we can salvage
Extra bones for low mileage
Squad loving a challenge
Sand down that VIN for da cabbage
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
No sleep in three days
Get paid and repaid
It's all GTA
On these tracks like relays
My homie UK
Schooled me to the game
But my sharks aint ever been to Wales
Saving bread in case
To post occasional bails
Yall can take all the caviar and snails
Aint fond of the highlife
We all gon die right
On da record stunting then
What I sound like
Beat me on a deal
Best be bout that life
Put em in a mega hearst like soundebytes
Gotta lil shine now high beam
Finna cop a new whip
For everyone on my team
Never switch gears
My shit don't flush
While yall funds stalled out
Like y'all flooded the clutch
Put the guesses to rest
All ya records are stretch
Won't confess I'm da best
No instead they confess
On a bench to da magistrate
Sketch homies agitate
Fabricate want us in shackles upstate
When I rap its u rats I eradicate
Johnny law wanna assassinate
Me for my past
So I mash the accelerate
Pedal fast out da gate
Hit up da garage for da cash
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
Lights off to avoid suspicion
Quick come up is the mission
It's the life of a strugglin musician
Burn rubber just gun it
Gotta get outta town lets run it
Gotta plug for some flips
If we come up with the chips
Stay loadin' up the powder like a musket
Hammer-time f*ck da judge
Ima show em what it do
Before they know what it does
Wonder who it was
Cruisin' in that suped coupe
Got the whole block on buzz
Ears open to the street like studs
Gotta blacklist of narcs who
Steady f*ckin with the fuzz
Same ones give me daps and hugs
Ones got my shoulder
Hella heavy carryin a grudge
Less than zips aint my language
I don't speak broken english
Push nothing less then the highest Trim genuine leather finish
Parts we can salvage
Extra bones for low mileage
Squad loving a challenge
Sand down that VIN for da cabbage
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
No sleep in three days
Get paid and repaid
It's all GTA
On these tracks like relays
My homie UK
Schooled me to the game
But my sharks aint ever been to Wales
Saving bread in case
To post occasional bails
Yall can take all the caviar and snails
Aint fond of the highlife
We all gon die right
On da record stunting then
What I sound like
Beat me on a deal
Best be bout that life
Put em in a mega hearst like soundebytes
Gotta lil shine now high beam
Finna cop a new whip
For everyone on my team
Never switch gears
My shit don't flush
While yall funds stalled out
Like y'all flooded the clutch
Put the guesses to rest
All ya records are stretch
Won't confess I'm da best
No instead they confess
On a bench to da magistrate
Sketch homies agitate
Fabricate want us in shackles upstate
When I rap its u rats I eradicate
Johnny law wanna assassinate
Me for my past
So I mash the accelerate
Pedal fast out da gate
Hit up da garage for da cash
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
At the chop shop
Writer: Anthony Milazzo
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid