These niggas sleeping on the kid
Well they can stay asleep so they could dream about how we live
It's when you sleeping on Chip. What?
These niggas sleeping on the kid
Well they can stay sleep so they could dream about how we live
These niggas sleeping on the [?]
I ain't ask for this life, it simply asked for me
It's so many others who'd do what I do
I wonder how this shit is working for me
We running amok and I ain't giving a fuck
My nigga we living it up
Travel the map, tell them sexy hoes to get on the bus
Bottles of Jameson and the goose, while we're on the tour bus
It's 4 of us, we're trying to get these girls to absorb us
Trying to stay focus, back home they want me dead
I can feel it, ain't nobody got the say it
I'm ready for war at all times
My nigga this shit is so real
I'm trying to cop a couple of cribs around the world
So I could chill stress free and relax
Just 300, some niggas is sorry
Cause we getting paper, they wanna be in on the money
These niggas is not my fam, these niggas is not my comrades
We keeping the circle tight as a Cheerio
That's how I am gonna last in this world where
Niggas come up off other niggas
We did this, no help from phoney snake in the grass pretenders
What you say these niggas sleeping on chip
When they could stay sleep so they could dream this shit
What you say these niggas sleeping on the kid
When they could stay sleep so they could dream this shit
What you say these niggas sleeping on Chip
When they could stay sleep so they could dream this shit
What you say these niggas sleeping on the kid
Or they could stay sleep so they could dream about how we live
We living the life for real, living it right, nigga we getting it into the night
Mentality [?] if you are the mind, then you are the sight
My nigga we grind hard
And if that means then we gotta die, then nigga we'll die hard
But I keep this heat my nigga, on easy
I will light y'all up, like you was rolled up in the blunt
So nigga don't front, don't ever run up on me bluffing
Trust you niggas don't want this
I represent it to the fullest the city is Cleveland
But nigga we gotta believe that it's our time, go get it and quit blamin' shit on Lebron
This is 24/7 the grinder, call me greedy the grimer
Cleveland city [?] guess it's just in need to rise up
From the bottom of the [?] to the southern [?] air
They thought I was over [?] give up the game
Are you sleeping me?
He must have been dreaming [?]
But I can turn that dream into a nightmare
What you say these niggas sleeping on chip
When they could stay sleep so they could dream this shit
What you say these niggas sleeping on the kid
When they could stay sleep so they could dream this shit
What you say these niggas sleeping on chip
When they could stay sleep so they could dream this shit
What you say these niggas sleeping on the kid
Or they could stay sleep so they could dream about how we live
Stay up all night trying to make a better plan
Gotta play chess with life, and don't never show these niggas your hand
I can do all things, through Christ
Who strengthens me, anything that happens in this crazy life was meant to be
It's [?] from Cleveland, don't get it confusing
[?] you got no hustling, you loosing if you [?]
Niggas tripping, I'm trying to learn to be a better person
Don't fuck with [?] my brother, that shit will kill you for certain thing
I am that perfect verse over a dope beat, don't be, running up trying to act like you know me
Roll 3 hundred more blunts, I'm trying to smoke G
Saint Clair, original legend [?]
We off in the club with your bitch [?]
Shit's so real that we can give a fuck if niggas not convinced
That we living like this
My nigga you must be crazy, if you don't think [?] going nuts
Soothing lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Hook:]
Yeah, don't this sound so soothing
If them hoes choosing they losing
Yeah, and don't this sound extra soothing
If them girls ain't choosing they losing
Yeah, and don't this sound so soothing
If them hoes choosing they losing
Yeah
[Verse 1:]
No record deal
I'm fresh as hell
New car paid for
They catchin hell
When I pull up
With all they hoes
Foggy as fuck
All that smoke
I'm Huey Newton
Black dynamite
Fuck these hoes
With all my might
Heads or tails
To each his own
I call it Mona Lisa
Cause I make Lisa moan
And anytime you ain't smokin' you should be
Call of Duty, Battlefield thats how my hood be
Yeah, a little bit of this
A little bit of that
Kill ‘em with the flow
Kill ‘em with the mac
Now you did
And I got yo bitch
I [?] in your grave
Piss on that bitch
Me and her just met
Now we goin in
She chose me
Now she gon' win
[Hook:]
Yeah, and don't this sound so soothing
If girls ain't choosing they losing
Yeah, and don't this sound extra soothing
If them bitches ain't choosing they losing
Yeah, and don't this sound so soothing
If them girls ain't choosing they losing
Yeah, and don't this sound so soothing
[Verse 2:]
I'm extra fresh
You know I is
Whats this song called
I have no idea
Its fresh doe
So is this club
Lets have a drink
Lets make love
Back at my place
I just bought you ace
Thats more than your rent
Gimme some face
These random thoughts
Don't mean no harm
I'm tryna get in your car
Hit the alarm
Permission to enter
That velvet center
Don't need no pictures just to make this a night to remember
You niggas is hoes
Transvestite
I'm so bored can some of yall girls please excite
Roll that weed ignite
Sit back and chill
Look what time it is
Time to get real
You know wassup
Fuckin' games
Its three in the morning I'm supposed to hittin' that shit like whats my name
Bitch quit playin'
[Hook:]
Yeah, and don't this sound so soothing
If them girls ain't choosing they losing
Yeah, and don't this sound so soothing
If them girls ain't choosing they losing
Yeah, and don't this sound so soothing
If them girls ain't choosing they losing
Yeah, don't this sound so soothing
[Hook:]
Yeah, don't this sound so soothing
If them hoes choosing they losing
Yeah, and don't this sound extra soothing
If them girls ain't choosing they losing
Yeah, and don't this sound so soothing
If them hoes choosing they losing
Yeah
[Verse 1:]
No record deal
I'm fresh as hell
New car paid for
They catchin hell
When I pull up
With all they hoes
Foggy as fuck
All that smoke
I'm Huey Newton
Black dynamite
Fuck these hoes
With all my might
Heads or tails
To each his own
I call it Mona Lisa
Cause I make Lisa moan
And anytime you ain't smokin' you should be
Call of Duty, Battlefield thats how my hood be
Yeah, a little bit of this
A little bit of that
Kill ‘em with the flow
Kill ‘em with the mac
Now you did
And I got yo bitch
I [?] in your grave
Piss on that bitch
Me and her just met
Now we goin in
She chose me
Now she gon' win
[Hook:]
Yeah, and don't this sound so soothing
If girls ain't choosing they losing
Yeah, and don't this sound extra soothing
If them bitches ain't choosing they losing
Yeah, and don't this sound so soothing
If them girls ain't choosing they losing
Yeah, and don't this sound so soothing
[Verse 2:]
I'm extra fresh
You know I is
Whats this song called
I have no idea
Its fresh doe
So is this club
Lets have a drink
Lets make love
Back at my place
I just bought you ace
Thats more than your rent
Gimme some face
These random thoughts
Don't mean no harm
I'm tryna get in your car
Hit the alarm
Permission to enter
That velvet center
Don't need no pictures just to make this a night to remember
You niggas is hoes
Transvestite
I'm so bored can some of yall girls please excite
Roll that weed ignite
Sit back and chill
Look what time it is
Time to get real
You know wassup
Fuckin' games
Its three in the morning I'm supposed to hittin' that shit like whats my name
Bitch quit playin'
[Hook:]
Yeah, and don't this sound so soothing
If them girls ain't choosing they losing
Yeah, and don't this sound so soothing
If them girls ain't choosing they losing
Yeah, and don't this sound so soothing
If them girls ain't choosing they losing
Yeah, don't this sound so soothing
Drop That Shit lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper (feat. Ray Cash)
Chip Tha Rip, Ray Cash
Smoke something
[Verse 1: Ray Cash]
I said I'm chillin'
Sittin' on about a quarter million
All my niggas
All my guns
All my women
I'm trippin'
I'm sittin'
I'm workin' in the kitchen
100 pounds to the ceiling
Bought an AK and a clip hold a million
Damn I mean a billion
When you smell the loud in the place you know we in the buildin'
Chip said fuck niggas
And fuck how they feeling
Fuck keepin' it [?]
I keep it trillion
[Hook]
Drop that shit bitch
Hands high
Drop that shit bitch
She got that ass
Damn, drop that shit bitch
Yeah, drop that, drop that shit bitch
To the floor bitch
[Verse 2: Chip Tha Ripper]
Yeah, my dap is worth 100 raps
Where them bad bitches at
Drop that ass and run it back
She onstage goin HAM like she hope I see her
Well they do that at
Shit, right over here
Haters gimme cold mugs like dentine
But nevertheless the 40 cal up in these slim jeans
You niggas hoes
We don't owe you nada
You niggas mad I push out something cold for the summer
She chose me that means she don't think she too cute
Do what you want
Don't wait for what you want to do you
Now its some ladies over here and some women over there
There's some hoes in this house bad bitches everywhere
[Hook]
Drop that shit bitch
Hands high
Drop that shit bitch
She got that ass
Damn, drop that shit bitch
Yeah, drop that, drop that shit bitch
To the floor bitch
Smoke something
[Verse 1: Ray Cash]
I said I'm chillin'
Sittin' on about a quarter million
All my niggas
All my guns
All my women
I'm trippin'
I'm sittin'
I'm workin' in the kitchen
100 pounds to the ceiling
Bought an AK and a clip hold a million
Damn I mean a billion
When you smell the loud in the place you know we in the buildin'
Chip said fuck niggas
And fuck how they feeling
Fuck keepin' it [?]
I keep it trillion
[Hook]
Drop that shit bitch
Hands high
Drop that shit bitch
She got that ass
Damn, drop that shit bitch
Yeah, drop that, drop that shit bitch
To the floor bitch
[Verse 2: Chip Tha Ripper]
Yeah, my dap is worth 100 raps
Where them bad bitches at
Drop that ass and run it back
She onstage goin HAM like she hope I see her
Well they do that at
Shit, right over here
Haters gimme cold mugs like dentine
But nevertheless the 40 cal up in these slim jeans
You niggas hoes
We don't owe you nada
You niggas mad I push out something cold for the summer
She chose me that means she don't think she too cute
Do what you want
Don't wait for what you want to do you
Now its some ladies over here and some women over there
There's some hoes in this house bad bitches everywhere
[Hook]
Drop that shit bitch
Hands high
Drop that shit bitch
She got that ass
Damn, drop that shit bitch
Yeah, drop that, drop that shit bitch
To the floor bitch
Light Skinned Hoes lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
Ass Titties two asses four titties
Ass Titties two asses four titties
light skinned hoes better watch out fightin in the club might get that weave pulled out
[Verse 1]
She cold but she corny as fuck when we alone she have a nigga horny as fuck she from the heights so she stay with that mouth she came home from the club with that weave pulled out I said damn you shoulda ducked out the way you got yo jaw rocked because you keep something to say she got beef with like four or five different bitches and she fuck with like nine or ten different niggas she textin my phone at three in the morn might as well you can tell a bitch anything thanks to lol pretty face lil waist ass out this world she told me she just wanna fuck ain't wanna be my girl that’s a topic we agreed on when I met her if you ain't got no ring on your finger then its whatever she got ass stupid ass shit ain't makin since slim thick sexy as fuck all the hoes hate this bitch
Ass Titties two asses four titties
Ass Titties two asses four titties
light skinned hoes better watch out fightin in the club might get that weave pulled out
[Verse 2]
She bad but she corny as fuck she wanna be from the hood she always tryna get buck all the hoes from hood wanna beat this bitch up they wanna scratch up her face because she sexy as fuck she wanna fuck with me cuz I rap she want a nigga with status so all the hoes can hate that car fulla girls pulled up and hopped out they got her on video getting knocked out and that shit was on all of the blogs I helped that bitch off the ground and then got all in them drawers later on in my telly she had the magnums on deck she sucked this bitch like a champ I kilt that shit from the back she told one of her friends her friends told my bm shortly after heard about her getting beat up again damn can’t fight but she always wanna spazz dedicated to them light skinned hoes with that ass and that mouth
Ass Titties two asses four titties
Ass Titties two asses four titties
light skinned hoes better watch out fightin in the club might get that weave pulled out
Ass Titties two asses four titties
light skinned hoes better watch out fightin in the club might get that weave pulled out
[Verse 1]
She cold but she corny as fuck when we alone she have a nigga horny as fuck she from the heights so she stay with that mouth she came home from the club with that weave pulled out I said damn you shoulda ducked out the way you got yo jaw rocked because you keep something to say she got beef with like four or five different bitches and she fuck with like nine or ten different niggas she textin my phone at three in the morn might as well you can tell a bitch anything thanks to lol pretty face lil waist ass out this world she told me she just wanna fuck ain't wanna be my girl that’s a topic we agreed on when I met her if you ain't got no ring on your finger then its whatever she got ass stupid ass shit ain't makin since slim thick sexy as fuck all the hoes hate this bitch
Ass Titties two asses four titties
Ass Titties two asses four titties
light skinned hoes better watch out fightin in the club might get that weave pulled out
[Verse 2]
She bad but she corny as fuck she wanna be from the hood she always tryna get buck all the hoes from hood wanna beat this bitch up they wanna scratch up her face because she sexy as fuck she wanna fuck with me cuz I rap she want a nigga with status so all the hoes can hate that car fulla girls pulled up and hopped out they got her on video getting knocked out and that shit was on all of the blogs I helped that bitch off the ground and then got all in them drawers later on in my telly she had the magnums on deck she sucked this bitch like a champ I kilt that shit from the back she told one of her friends her friends told my bm shortly after heard about her getting beat up again damn can’t fight but she always wanna spazz dedicated to them light skinned hoes with that ass and that mouth
Ass Titties two asses four titties
Ass Titties two asses four titties
light skinned hoes better watch out fightin in the club might get that weave pulled out
Hold Me Down lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper (feat. Eric Grant)
[Hook:]
You are
You're my nigger you're my brother you're my friend
You are
Will you hold me down until the very end
You are
You're my bithcin' you're my lover you're my friend
You are
Will you hold me down until the very end
You are
[Verse 1:]
Yeah
I wake I bake I drink I meditate
Thinking of better ways to live on this earth and get my cedar straight
Bout to hop of in that Lexus got that watches extra fresh
Yeah I moved out at that hood but you would think I never left
Just rolled two blunts and try to smoke 'em alone
Bout to bend around the corner and see if my nigger's home
When people tell you "Grow up" they really mean you alone in this world
You gonna realize it or what
But we are naïve thank God for weed
Thank God for clientele thank God for greed
You can try to stop my song but you won't cc
That big money in my fan tight is all I'd leave
Fuck what you've all niggers done
[Hook:]
You are
You're my nigger you're my brother you're my friend
You are
Will you hold me down until the very end
You are
You're my bithcin' you're my lover you're my friend
You are
Will you hold me down until the very end
You are
[Verse 2:]
Watching first the 48 depression is all there hasn't the episode yet
But the nigger didn't till [?]
But ho really knows unless you witnessed it
All them stories that we heard and can't prove do they exist
Temptation is the reason why my girl pissed off
She went through my phone and you already know what she sow
This life has it's ups and downs just like a sea saw
And we all try to keep our solid feet on solid ground but we fall
Been through it and I ain't starved yet
Yeah I get love but sometimes I can't tell if it's really fake
Till the world ends I wanna drown in paper
All we have is trust all that matters is now or later
Fuck with your nigger girl
[Hook:]
You are
You're my nigger you're my brother you're my friend
You are
Will you hold me down until the very end
You are
You're my bithcin' you're my lover you're my friend
You are
Will you hold me down until the very end
You are
You're my nigger you're my brother you're my friend
You are
Will you hold me down until the very end
You are
You're my bithcin' you're my lover you're my friend
You are
Will you hold me down until the very end
You are
You're my nigger you're my brother you're my friend
You are
Will you hold me down until the very end
You are
You're my bithcin' you're my lover you're my friend
You are
Will you hold me down until the very end
You are
[Verse 1:]
Yeah
I wake I bake I drink I meditate
Thinking of better ways to live on this earth and get my cedar straight
Bout to hop of in that Lexus got that watches extra fresh
Yeah I moved out at that hood but you would think I never left
Just rolled two blunts and try to smoke 'em alone
Bout to bend around the corner and see if my nigger's home
When people tell you "Grow up" they really mean you alone in this world
You gonna realize it or what
But we are naïve thank God for weed
Thank God for clientele thank God for greed
You can try to stop my song but you won't cc
That big money in my fan tight is all I'd leave
Fuck what you've all niggers done
[Hook:]
You are
You're my nigger you're my brother you're my friend
You are
Will you hold me down until the very end
You are
You're my bithcin' you're my lover you're my friend
You are
Will you hold me down until the very end
You are
[Verse 2:]
Watching first the 48 depression is all there hasn't the episode yet
But the nigger didn't till [?]
But ho really knows unless you witnessed it
All them stories that we heard and can't prove do they exist
Temptation is the reason why my girl pissed off
She went through my phone and you already know what she sow
This life has it's ups and downs just like a sea saw
And we all try to keep our solid feet on solid ground but we fall
Been through it and I ain't starved yet
Yeah I get love but sometimes I can't tell if it's really fake
Till the world ends I wanna drown in paper
All we have is trust all that matters is now or later
Fuck with your nigger girl
[Hook:]
You are
You're my nigger you're my brother you're my friend
You are
Will you hold me down until the very end
You are
You're my bithcin' you're my lover you're my friend
You are
Will you hold me down until the very end
You are
You're my nigger you're my brother you're my friend
You are
Will you hold me down until the very end
You are
You're my bithcin' you're my lover you're my friend
You are
Will you hold me down until the very end
Ol' Girl lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
[Hook]
Girl, girl girl girl girl girl girl girl girl
Girl got a fat old ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, and make it till that bitch just dance
Girl got a fat old ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, and make it till that bitch just dance
[Verse 1]
Dance, too much booty in the pants
Called eye contact like she knew me in the past
Ass so fat just dropped my glass
Ass so fat nigga couldn’t run it past
Latino mommy super think got no tats
Told her when she go black wont go back
Baby girl have fun don’t hold back
Cuz when you get old that booty might go flat
Educated, paid nigga and from the hood
She need a real nigga that can do something to her
Nah, she just want a nigga that stunt good
She got back but I wonder if the front good
We at the pool party, she got bikini on
Shut the whole party down, had to bring her home
She choosin’ she on me like a tattoo
And all the home girls got ass too
[Hook]
Girl got a fat old ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, and make it till that bitch just dance
Girl got a fat old ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, and make it till that bitch just dance
Let me see you drop it, don’t stop it
Let me see you drop it, don’t stop it
Bring it up what, don’t stop
Bring it up what, don’t stop
Drop it to the floor what, don’t stop
To the floor what, don’t stop
Let me see you drop that, don’t stop yeah
Bounce that ass, don’t stop bitch
[Verse 2]
From the neck up its amazing
From the neck down eyebrow raising
She killin’ all the girls on world star
She wanna be on TV be a world star
She in VIP gettin’ it
You can hear that ass clap when she gettin’ it
How you sink like that I’m not gettin’ it
I’m in the zone thinkin’ bout hittin’ it
That ass took over the whole club
Somebody hold my drink I’m in love
I just wanna walk up to her and give it a hug
You might as well come soccer to the plug
Fuck the bullshit I’m tryna get insider her
Them high heels make them asses a little higher
Met her tonight in this club lets get married here
And when she walk this booty everywhere
[Hook]
Girl got a fat old ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, and make it till that bitch just dance
Girl got a fat old ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, and make it till that bitch just dance
Let me see you drop it, don’t stop it
Let me see you drop it, don’t stop it
Bring it up what, don’t stop
Bring it up what, don’t stop
Drop it to the floor what, don’t stop
To the floor what, don’t stop
Let me see you drop that, don’t stop yeah
Bounce that ass, don’t stop bitch
Girl, girl girl girl girl girl girl girl girl
Girl got a fat old ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, and make it till that bitch just dance
Girl got a fat old ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, and make it till that bitch just dance
[Verse 1]
Dance, too much booty in the pants
Called eye contact like she knew me in the past
Ass so fat just dropped my glass
Ass so fat nigga couldn’t run it past
Latino mommy super think got no tats
Told her when she go black wont go back
Baby girl have fun don’t hold back
Cuz when you get old that booty might go flat
Educated, paid nigga and from the hood
She need a real nigga that can do something to her
Nah, she just want a nigga that stunt good
She got back but I wonder if the front good
We at the pool party, she got bikini on
Shut the whole party down, had to bring her home
She choosin’ she on me like a tattoo
And all the home girls got ass too
[Hook]
Girl got a fat old ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, and make it till that bitch just dance
Girl got a fat old ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, and make it till that bitch just dance
Let me see you drop it, don’t stop it
Let me see you drop it, don’t stop it
Bring it up what, don’t stop
Bring it up what, don’t stop
Drop it to the floor what, don’t stop
To the floor what, don’t stop
Let me see you drop that, don’t stop yeah
Bounce that ass, don’t stop bitch
[Verse 2]
From the neck up its amazing
From the neck down eyebrow raising
She killin’ all the girls on world star
She wanna be on TV be a world star
She in VIP gettin’ it
You can hear that ass clap when she gettin’ it
How you sink like that I’m not gettin’ it
I’m in the zone thinkin’ bout hittin’ it
That ass took over the whole club
Somebody hold my drink I’m in love
I just wanna walk up to her and give it a hug
You might as well come soccer to the plug
Fuck the bullshit I’m tryna get insider her
Them high heels make them asses a little higher
Met her tonight in this club lets get married here
And when she walk this booty everywhere
[Hook]
Girl got a fat old ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, and make it till that bitch just dance
Girl got a fat old ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, old girl got a fat ol’ ass
Yeah, and make it till that bitch just dance
Let me see you drop it, don’t stop it
Let me see you drop it, don’t stop it
Bring it up what, don’t stop
Bring it up what, don’t stop
Drop it to the floor what, don’t stop
To the floor what, don’t stop
Let me see you drop that, don’t stop yeah
Bounce that ass, don’t stop bitch
Ride 4 You lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper (feat. KiD CuDi, Far East Movement)
Yeah, you know what
You, yeah, you. You know it. You, you know it, girl!
Yeah, don't be silly, you, you know it.
I'm here, I'm here as your friend baby, I'm here for you
Here, I'm here as your friend baby. I'm here for you
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, yeah yeah.
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, you know.
Look, I'll burn a dollar bill, I'll put my whip for sale.
Girl if we was Eskimos for you I'd kill a killer whale
I'd try to ace a test but cheat and get a C at best
I'd sling a bag of crack to Singapore and get beat to death ha
Anything to please you, feel success.
I'd go beyond the bed and bath just to relieve your stress
The realest sex, no next, delete the rest.
I'll call up DJ Khaled few voicemails so you feel the best
Look I love you but you love a lime, leaving sour face skittle trails all over my mind
My imagination never leaves me far behind.
So when you wake up from your shake up see who's down to ride 4 u
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, yeah yeah.
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, you know
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, yeah yeah.
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, you know
Yeah, ooh girl, don't be silly don't be stubborn, don't be spoiled rotten,
I know what you want, you've got it coming
If you can't cooperate with the laws and the vision we could be really good friends
I know I can give you what you're missing
If you listen, the littlest things are so colossal
If you could treat my world like it's gold then boo I got you
You could be my homegirl lover, ain't no other
You ain't bout to wonder, I am here, I am down for you
If you act right, you know I got you.
You my girl you got to understand my world, keep it so real, keep it girl
You and I, and anything we do, we do it fly
You my A'est boo, if you by my side then I'm gon' ride for you
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, yeah yeah.
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, you know
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, yeah yeah.
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, you know
It's just a simple thing, a simple thing
Baby if you hold me down, baby if you hold me down
I will give you everything, everything
You could be my roll dog, I could be your homie
It's just a simple thing, a simple thing
Baby if you hold me down, baby if you hold me down
I will give you everything, everything
You could be my roll dog, I could be your homie
My baby don't trip cause she on the grown tip
I keep her on the hush hush treat her like my home chick
You know she down to ride live her life on the edge
A million miles a minute living life no regrets
Yo her friends they be texting sometimes, but I don't
Ever give them replies cause they won't
Ever have what we have
Our conversations are crack, the little face with your laugh
You've got me fiending for that that that
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, yeah yeah.
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, you know
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, yeah yeah.
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, you know
You, yeah, you. You know it. You, you know it, girl!
Yeah, don't be silly, you, you know it.
I'm here, I'm here as your friend baby, I'm here for you
Here, I'm here as your friend baby. I'm here for you
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, yeah yeah.
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, you know.
Look, I'll burn a dollar bill, I'll put my whip for sale.
Girl if we was Eskimos for you I'd kill a killer whale
I'd try to ace a test but cheat and get a C at best
I'd sling a bag of crack to Singapore and get beat to death ha
Anything to please you, feel success.
I'd go beyond the bed and bath just to relieve your stress
The realest sex, no next, delete the rest.
I'll call up DJ Khaled few voicemails so you feel the best
Look I love you but you love a lime, leaving sour face skittle trails all over my mind
My imagination never leaves me far behind.
So when you wake up from your shake up see who's down to ride 4 u
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, yeah yeah.
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, you know
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, yeah yeah.
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, you know
Yeah, ooh girl, don't be silly don't be stubborn, don't be spoiled rotten,
I know what you want, you've got it coming
If you can't cooperate with the laws and the vision we could be really good friends
I know I can give you what you're missing
If you listen, the littlest things are so colossal
If you could treat my world like it's gold then boo I got you
You could be my homegirl lover, ain't no other
You ain't bout to wonder, I am here, I am down for you
If you act right, you know I got you.
You my girl you got to understand my world, keep it so real, keep it girl
You and I, and anything we do, we do it fly
You my A'est boo, if you by my side then I'm gon' ride for you
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, yeah yeah.
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, you know
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, yeah yeah.
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, you know
It's just a simple thing, a simple thing
Baby if you hold me down, baby if you hold me down
I will give you everything, everything
You could be my roll dog, I could be your homie
It's just a simple thing, a simple thing
Baby if you hold me down, baby if you hold me down
I will give you everything, everything
You could be my roll dog, I could be your homie
My baby don't trip cause she on the grown tip
I keep her on the hush hush treat her like my home chick
You know she down to ride live her life on the edge
A million miles a minute living life no regrets
Yo her friends they be texting sometimes, but I don't
Ever give them replies cause they won't
Ever have what we have
Our conversations are crack, the little face with your laugh
You've got me fiending for that that that
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, yeah yeah.
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, you know
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, yeah yeah.
Tell me now we gon' ride for you, you know
Low Key lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
[Verse 1:]
Yeah, in the whip rolling up, I don't give a fuck
Roll through my hood, say what's up, they know I'm coming up
Niggas hating all around me, I keep the 40 tucked
Any problems with you niggas I'll just hit them killers up
We're chillin' bruh, yeah these hoes are feelin' us
You niggas got a shitty swag, that's why them bitches here with us
All black everything, clothes and my whips too
Even if I had a chili bowl with a chipped tooth
I could still pull these hoes and they would choose me
Sippin' that Patron, blowing weed until I'm woozy
Niggas in the club who I don't fuck with trying to dap me up
Who is you?
Oh, you're doing what?
Oh, that's what's up
Fuck up out my face though
Ace by the case load
Just me and my nigga Pootie Tang and 38 hoes
Chillin' up in VIP, now we're on the balcony
I hold my own, I don't depend on no one to look out for me
[Hook: x2]
Maintain, switch a couple lanes while I blow this tree
When I ride by, hope that ain't nobody notice me
Low key young nigga, yeah I'm livin' good
Low key nigga from the wild and crazy hood
[Verse 2:]
Bitch you know just what it is, coppin' whips, coppin' cribs
Young Cash baby came February twenty sixth
Extra good how we live, we ain't takin' no more L's
Shoutout to my nigga [?] gettin' bread in jail
Gotta eat, gotta be the nigga with the paper
And them brand new J's, fresh as hell, I ain't lookin' for no favors
I get mine like a G, bitch I pay the whole fee
Ain't no haggling or trying to make a bargain with me
Got that 650 IR black sittin' good
Was a broke nigga, now I get this money like I should
Got my mama ridin' Mercedez, send her money for the bills
About to cop another whip, I ain't got no record deal
My brother Cudder, he just copped a house up in them hills
Stacks on deck, now I'm trying to get these mills
For the glory, and I want it all at one time
This is real shit, there wasn't no corny punch lines
[Hook]
Yeah, in the whip rolling up, I don't give a fuck
Roll through my hood, say what's up, they know I'm coming up
Niggas hating all around me, I keep the 40 tucked
Any problems with you niggas I'll just hit them killers up
We're chillin' bruh, yeah these hoes are feelin' us
You niggas got a shitty swag, that's why them bitches here with us
All black everything, clothes and my whips too
Even if I had a chili bowl with a chipped tooth
I could still pull these hoes and they would choose me
Sippin' that Patron, blowing weed until I'm woozy
Niggas in the club who I don't fuck with trying to dap me up
Who is you?
Oh, you're doing what?
Oh, that's what's up
Fuck up out my face though
Ace by the case load
Just me and my nigga Pootie Tang and 38 hoes
Chillin' up in VIP, now we're on the balcony
I hold my own, I don't depend on no one to look out for me
[Hook: x2]
Maintain, switch a couple lanes while I blow this tree
When I ride by, hope that ain't nobody notice me
Low key young nigga, yeah I'm livin' good
Low key nigga from the wild and crazy hood
[Verse 2:]
Bitch you know just what it is, coppin' whips, coppin' cribs
Young Cash baby came February twenty sixth
Extra good how we live, we ain't takin' no more L's
Shoutout to my nigga [?] gettin' bread in jail
Gotta eat, gotta be the nigga with the paper
And them brand new J's, fresh as hell, I ain't lookin' for no favors
I get mine like a G, bitch I pay the whole fee
Ain't no haggling or trying to make a bargain with me
Got that 650 IR black sittin' good
Was a broke nigga, now I get this money like I should
Got my mama ridin' Mercedez, send her money for the bills
About to cop another whip, I ain't got no record deal
My brother Cudder, he just copped a house up in them hills
Stacks on deck, now I'm trying to get these mills
For the glory, and I want it all at one time
This is real shit, there wasn't no corny punch lines
[Hook]
The Entrance lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
[Hook:]
Yeah, we in this ho
Me and my niggas, we in this ho
Make room (make some room nigga) we in this ho
Bitch, bitch we in this ho
(Pour that shit up nigga)
[Verse 1:]
Yeah, I'm mister young nigga that came straight outta jungle jumanji
Chillin' on St. Clair where you can find me
Escalade, pistol beside me
If you don't know me don't say hi cause I'm a be thinkin' that you tryna rob me
Round my hood niggas is grimy
Off in the cut, where you can find me
Making the room cloudy
Nigga no puff puff pass we roll them personal blunts
Gettin' this bread, all through the calendar nigga not just on the first of the month
I travel the map, lettin' these hoes know how these Cleveland niggas get down
Some ho ass niggas back at the crib
Tried to play me, look at me now
I got yo bitch, never pick up the phone unless I'm in town
She stalkin' me, doing her research tryna find out when I'm comin' around
These hoes just wanna be seen, I'm not gon' showcase you, I'll pass
Louie Vuitton, DC bag, Dior's hangin' off my ass
[Hook:]
Yeah, we in this ho
Me and my niggas, we in this how
Make room (make some room nigga) we in this ho
Bitch, bitch we in this ho
Travel all across the map (SLAB ENT nigga)
A-ask about Chip they gon' say 'oh yeah I'm feelin' that'
(Pour that shit up nigga)
We in this ho, we in this ho
A-ask about Chip they gon' say 'oh yeah I'm feelin' that'
[Verse 2:]
I let my pants sag to let the whole world know I'm is a nigga
And if you disrespect me then I'm gon' fuck this bitch up
I'm fre$h than a motherfucker everyday workin' tryna get my shit right
Tryin' to maintain in this cold world is like heel toein' on thin ice
Lightin' up non-stop THC, focus on more dollars
So much stress in my life there's a whole nother world of problems
Been a young G my whole life so many of these niggas can't stop me
Lotta these niggas is bitch made, I'm what you can't copy
I'm so cold these hoes know
In the club blowin' smoke
Gettin' chose not choosin'
Niggas in here straight losin'
Me and my niggas just touched down
Now we in here scorin'
Make some room for these hoes yo
Keep that Rosé pourin' we good
[Hook]
Yeah, we in this ho
Me and my niggas, we in this ho
Make room (make some room nigga) we in this ho
Bitch, bitch we in this ho
(Pour that shit up nigga)
[Verse 1:]
Yeah, I'm mister young nigga that came straight outta jungle jumanji
Chillin' on St. Clair where you can find me
Escalade, pistol beside me
If you don't know me don't say hi cause I'm a be thinkin' that you tryna rob me
Round my hood niggas is grimy
Off in the cut, where you can find me
Making the room cloudy
Nigga no puff puff pass we roll them personal blunts
Gettin' this bread, all through the calendar nigga not just on the first of the month
I travel the map, lettin' these hoes know how these Cleveland niggas get down
Some ho ass niggas back at the crib
Tried to play me, look at me now
I got yo bitch, never pick up the phone unless I'm in town
She stalkin' me, doing her research tryna find out when I'm comin' around
These hoes just wanna be seen, I'm not gon' showcase you, I'll pass
Louie Vuitton, DC bag, Dior's hangin' off my ass
[Hook:]
Yeah, we in this ho
Me and my niggas, we in this how
Make room (make some room nigga) we in this ho
Bitch, bitch we in this ho
Travel all across the map (SLAB ENT nigga)
A-ask about Chip they gon' say 'oh yeah I'm feelin' that'
(Pour that shit up nigga)
We in this ho, we in this ho
A-ask about Chip they gon' say 'oh yeah I'm feelin' that'
[Verse 2:]
I let my pants sag to let the whole world know I'm is a nigga
And if you disrespect me then I'm gon' fuck this bitch up
I'm fre$h than a motherfucker everyday workin' tryna get my shit right
Tryin' to maintain in this cold world is like heel toein' on thin ice
Lightin' up non-stop THC, focus on more dollars
So much stress in my life there's a whole nother world of problems
Been a young G my whole life so many of these niggas can't stop me
Lotta these niggas is bitch made, I'm what you can't copy
I'm so cold these hoes know
In the club blowin' smoke
Gettin' chose not choosin'
Niggas in here straight losin'
Me and my niggas just touched down
Now we in here scorin'
Make some room for these hoes yo
Keep that Rosé pourin' we good
[Hook]
Light One Up lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
[Talking: Chip]
How many we got rolled up?
That's not enough... niggas
... Chip
[Verse 1:]
Forever I'll be F-R-E-$-H
Chillin' up in iHop with the country fried steak
Super smooth Kenny G and these raps be the sack
Shined up with the wax, bet them panties gone collapse
She just wanna hang out, I'm just tryna ugh
Such a Nutty Professor but bitch I'm Buddy Love
Rollin' up this eggplant, said it and I meant that
LA to the Chi now I'm 'bout to head back
Cleveland is the city and they fuckin' with me
A lot of niggas comin' up can't say the same ya feel me
Day to day coolin', sickest with the J's, F-R-E-$-H
Reppin' so plentiful
Bitches so difficult
Here we go mandatory time-wastin' sippin' slow
Chillin' doe, she rollin' up
Hella shrimp, Bubba Gump
She mumbled up a great plan 'I can roll the weed up'
[Hook:]
Light one up, pass it... and hope that bitch make it back, shit
Light one up, pass it... we ain't trippin', we good, fantastic [x3]
[Verse 2:]
Before you hit the fast lane, you gots to yield onto the e-way
Even if you gots the fastest Porsche or Lamborghin-ay
Young boss niggas mean you gots to do what we say
When you was our age wasn't no iTunes or eBay
Only thing old heads know is old bread
New money on the mic boy drop that fo'head
And pick it back up, now repeat that, and let them feet tap
Let ya body language shout out and gimme some feedback
I need that to keep the vibe up, let me remind ya, we live
Nigga ain't nobody gave me a dollar
I fuckin' earned it
Makin' hoes regret that they let me hit that
And these weed brownies'll blow ya shit back
Mind-controllin', time is slow when I be blowin'
I be zonin', I be floatin' hoping I could make some kinda dough
Some time ago I figured out what life about, received the knowledge
Made up my mind to stay on this grind and because of it I won't be needing no college
Lest they request the presence of a young G
Peace to all the girls that don't be shy when they come see
The coldest, now hands up over them shoulders
The boldest, the plan is to murder you phonies
Been rhymin' since junior high rockin' Saucony's
Now it's L and V's from head to toe on you jabronies
My nigga we own this
Midwest dream on shit
Gettin' paid forever while we zonin' now roll it
[Hook:]
Light one up, pass it... and hope that bitch make it back, shit
Light one up, pass it... we ain't trippin', we good, fantastic [x3]
How many we got rolled up?
That's not enough... niggas
... Chip
[Verse 1:]
Forever I'll be F-R-E-$-H
Chillin' up in iHop with the country fried steak
Super smooth Kenny G and these raps be the sack
Shined up with the wax, bet them panties gone collapse
She just wanna hang out, I'm just tryna ugh
Such a Nutty Professor but bitch I'm Buddy Love
Rollin' up this eggplant, said it and I meant that
LA to the Chi now I'm 'bout to head back
Cleveland is the city and they fuckin' with me
A lot of niggas comin' up can't say the same ya feel me
Day to day coolin', sickest with the J's, F-R-E-$-H
Reppin' so plentiful
Bitches so difficult
Here we go mandatory time-wastin' sippin' slow
Chillin' doe, she rollin' up
Hella shrimp, Bubba Gump
She mumbled up a great plan 'I can roll the weed up'
[Hook:]
Light one up, pass it... and hope that bitch make it back, shit
Light one up, pass it... we ain't trippin', we good, fantastic [x3]
[Verse 2:]
Before you hit the fast lane, you gots to yield onto the e-way
Even if you gots the fastest Porsche or Lamborghin-ay
Young boss niggas mean you gots to do what we say
When you was our age wasn't no iTunes or eBay
Only thing old heads know is old bread
New money on the mic boy drop that fo'head
And pick it back up, now repeat that, and let them feet tap
Let ya body language shout out and gimme some feedback
I need that to keep the vibe up, let me remind ya, we live
Nigga ain't nobody gave me a dollar
I fuckin' earned it
Makin' hoes regret that they let me hit that
And these weed brownies'll blow ya shit back
Mind-controllin', time is slow when I be blowin'
I be zonin', I be floatin' hoping I could make some kinda dough
Some time ago I figured out what life about, received the knowledge
Made up my mind to stay on this grind and because of it I won't be needing no college
Lest they request the presence of a young G
Peace to all the girls that don't be shy when they come see
The coldest, now hands up over them shoulders
The boldest, the plan is to murder you phonies
Been rhymin' since junior high rockin' Saucony's
Now it's L and V's from head to toe on you jabronies
My nigga we own this
Midwest dream on shit
Gettin' paid forever while we zonin' now roll it
[Hook:]
Light one up, pass it... and hope that bitch make it back, shit
Light one up, pass it... we ain't trippin', we good, fantastic [x3]
Life lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
[Verse 1: Chip Tha Ripper]
Yeah, ambitions of a nigga tryna see a better life
And everything I do I take my time and do it right
No felonies no kids I'm 23 how did I pass?
Ain't proud of shit I did I ain't get caught but that's my past
A grown man lives with decisions that he makes
Lay low watch out for schemin' hoes who try to get this cake
And watch out for these groupie niggas, they be Hella fake
Slowin' down this rap so you can soak up what I say
But lettin these niggas know Cleveland is back on the map and you niggas can't stop it
My shit is so undeniable niggas can't hate me cause they will look awkward
Fuckin' stick out like a sore thumb
Me and three bitches a foursome
Fuck it let's have some more fun
Hoes all up on the tour bus
Livin my dream you niggas is still tryna figure it out
The problem in my hood is flood not drought
Taking full advantage of these opportunities in life
Yeah I hear your plans but you gotta do that shit iight!
[Hook 1:]
This shit'll probably never be the same again [x4]
This shit'll probably nevaaaaa [x2]
This shit'll probably never be the same again [x2]
[Hook 2: Chip Tha Ripper]
Every corner blowin' never know my next move
Ridin' smokin' thinkin' bout some shit I got to do
Life, mothafuckin' life
And I ain't never see none of this shit coming, did you?
Just tryna get my niggas on the same shit too
Life mothafuckin' life
[Verse 2: Chip Tha Ripper]
Yeah, just copped my mama a Mercedes Benz
Don't ever let a nigga tell you chip ain't got no ends
Searching for, peace within and not no extra friends
These raps will make you feel like I'm your homie next to Kin
So familiar, so mothafuckin' real
My niggas who gettin this paper watch out for the haters who grip on the wheel
Was brought up by only the realest the killas and dealas and taught by the best
I don't need nothing that you got to offer my nigga I'm set
Take a wift of this aroma smoke'll put you in a coma
Make it more than all my teachers I told them keep that diploma
Don't need it motherfuckers watch how quick I get this paper
A lot of niggas claim they great but we know chip is greater
And they less than what I was way back in the day
Listen up close bitch soak up what I say:
Taking full advantage of these opportunities in life
Yeah I hear your plans but you gotta do that shit iight!
[Hook 1:]
This shit'll probably never be the same again [x4]
This shit'll probably nevaaaaa [x2]
This shit'll probably never be the same again [x2]
[Hook 2: Chip Tha Ripper]
Every corner blowin' never know my next move
Ridin' smokin' thinkin bout some shit I got to do
Life, mothafuckin' life
And I ain't never see none of this shit coming, did you?
Just tryna get my niggas on the same shit too
Life mothafuckin' life
Yeah, ambitions of a nigga tryna see a better life
And everything I do I take my time and do it right
No felonies no kids I'm 23 how did I pass?
Ain't proud of shit I did I ain't get caught but that's my past
A grown man lives with decisions that he makes
Lay low watch out for schemin' hoes who try to get this cake
And watch out for these groupie niggas, they be Hella fake
Slowin' down this rap so you can soak up what I say
But lettin these niggas know Cleveland is back on the map and you niggas can't stop it
My shit is so undeniable niggas can't hate me cause they will look awkward
Fuckin' stick out like a sore thumb
Me and three bitches a foursome
Fuck it let's have some more fun
Hoes all up on the tour bus
Livin my dream you niggas is still tryna figure it out
The problem in my hood is flood not drought
Taking full advantage of these opportunities in life
Yeah I hear your plans but you gotta do that shit iight!
[Hook 1:]
This shit'll probably never be the same again [x4]
This shit'll probably nevaaaaa [x2]
This shit'll probably never be the same again [x2]
[Hook 2: Chip Tha Ripper]
Every corner blowin' never know my next move
Ridin' smokin' thinkin' bout some shit I got to do
Life, mothafuckin' life
And I ain't never see none of this shit coming, did you?
Just tryna get my niggas on the same shit too
Life mothafuckin' life
[Verse 2: Chip Tha Ripper]
Yeah, just copped my mama a Mercedes Benz
Don't ever let a nigga tell you chip ain't got no ends
Searching for, peace within and not no extra friends
These raps will make you feel like I'm your homie next to Kin
So familiar, so mothafuckin' real
My niggas who gettin this paper watch out for the haters who grip on the wheel
Was brought up by only the realest the killas and dealas and taught by the best
I don't need nothing that you got to offer my nigga I'm set
Take a wift of this aroma smoke'll put you in a coma
Make it more than all my teachers I told them keep that diploma
Don't need it motherfuckers watch how quick I get this paper
A lot of niggas claim they great but we know chip is greater
And they less than what I was way back in the day
Listen up close bitch soak up what I say:
Taking full advantage of these opportunities in life
Yeah I hear your plans but you gotta do that shit iight!
[Hook 1:]
This shit'll probably never be the same again [x4]
This shit'll probably nevaaaaa [x2]
This shit'll probably never be the same again [x2]
[Hook 2: Chip Tha Ripper]
Every corner blowin' never know my next move
Ridin' smokin' thinkin bout some shit I got to do
Life, mothafuckin' life
And I ain't never see none of this shit coming, did you?
Just tryna get my niggas on the same shit too
Life mothafuckin' life
Jumanji lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
[Verse 1:]
I keep it super cool, I don't fuck with these niggas
Compare that shit to 99' you see the big difference
These niggas is some bitches, that's just how I feel
You say you cut from a different cloth well bitch I cut from steel
Make a phone call get you tough niggas killed
Niggas hatin on the net when I know where they live
Got a big list of some hungry hood niggas
Send em to yo house while I'm out of town chillin
Cavs took an L and the browns ain't winnin
The whole city biddin, ain't not a soul grinnin
On top of that niggas still gettin shot down
Total anarchy ain't to far fetched now
The city where the sun always hides behind them clouds
Winter time ain't no love in this whole fucking town
Don't drive to fast on St. Clair slow down
Get yo kids in the house it's about to go down
[Chorus 1:]
Yeah, roll the window down and get the bustin
I don't give a fuck about too much of nothin (Hey come on this nigga crazy)
Roll the window down and get the bustin
I don't give a fuck about too much of nothin (Ayo come on this nigga crazy)
Rollin the window down and get the bustin
I don't give a fuck about too much of nothing... Jumanji...
[Verse 2:]
Well if it goes down, while I'm on this earth very promptly
And everyday I'm watchin out for niggas tryna hunt me
For what I got, bare necessitys, clothes
Food, a home niggas don't got those
Shit is fucked up, I stay with my uzi book back
Fully clips you can't do nothin to me
I grabbed this vest off this dead cop I saw layin on east 9th
All black escalade you know I ain't think twice
Took that me and my crew some niggas that we knew
They survived, either get a gun or you through
Either you lucky or not so lucky, one of the two
If you normally shine then niggas is comin for you
Imagine familar faces demandin yo last shit
Pistol to yo upper lipp and yup he might blast it
Drastic, this shit is book of eligh
God bless the earth, please don't let me die
[Chorus 2:]
Tonight when I roll the windows down and get the bustin
I don't give a fuck about too much of nothin (Hey come on this nigga crazy)
Roll the window down and get the bustin
I don't give a fuck about too much of nothin (Hey yo this nigga crazy)
Roll the window down and get the bustin
I don't give a fuck about too much of nothin... Jumanji
I keep it super cool, I don't fuck with these niggas
Compare that shit to 99' you see the big difference
These niggas is some bitches, that's just how I feel
You say you cut from a different cloth well bitch I cut from steel
Make a phone call get you tough niggas killed
Niggas hatin on the net when I know where they live
Got a big list of some hungry hood niggas
Send em to yo house while I'm out of town chillin
Cavs took an L and the browns ain't winnin
The whole city biddin, ain't not a soul grinnin
On top of that niggas still gettin shot down
Total anarchy ain't to far fetched now
The city where the sun always hides behind them clouds
Winter time ain't no love in this whole fucking town
Don't drive to fast on St. Clair slow down
Get yo kids in the house it's about to go down
[Chorus 1:]
Yeah, roll the window down and get the bustin
I don't give a fuck about too much of nothin (Hey come on this nigga crazy)
Roll the window down and get the bustin
I don't give a fuck about too much of nothin (Ayo come on this nigga crazy)
Rollin the window down and get the bustin
I don't give a fuck about too much of nothing... Jumanji...
[Verse 2:]
Well if it goes down, while I'm on this earth very promptly
And everyday I'm watchin out for niggas tryna hunt me
For what I got, bare necessitys, clothes
Food, a home niggas don't got those
Shit is fucked up, I stay with my uzi book back
Fully clips you can't do nothin to me
I grabbed this vest off this dead cop I saw layin on east 9th
All black escalade you know I ain't think twice
Took that me and my crew some niggas that we knew
They survived, either get a gun or you through
Either you lucky or not so lucky, one of the two
If you normally shine then niggas is comin for you
Imagine familar faces demandin yo last shit
Pistol to yo upper lipp and yup he might blast it
Drastic, this shit is book of eligh
God bless the earth, please don't let me die
[Chorus 2:]
Tonight when I roll the windows down and get the bustin
I don't give a fuck about too much of nothin (Hey come on this nigga crazy)
Roll the window down and get the bustin
I don't give a fuck about too much of nothin (Hey yo this nigga crazy)
Roll the window down and get the bustin
I don't give a fuck about too much of nothin... Jumanji
Plural lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
Gift Raps
Yeah
[Hook:]
Uh two going at once, I like my girls like I like my blunts (simultaneous)
And that's two going at once
Yeah, we good, you know, we chilling
[Verse 1:]
Check
Headed to the beach, me and two pretty girls from the East
Ice in the cooler with Patrone and 'Rossi
Mix em up, we call it Patrossi
Please cover up the eyes on all us, it's a nice day we should be cooling by some water
Sipping, smoking, conversating bout what we be thinking bout
I tell them shorties not to believe all of the shit they read about
Fresh out of college, they peoples got dollars
They amazed by my I'll street knowledge, I forewarn them
About the other world they never saw
They pretty asses had no idea
They both had often told me stories, about childhood, good living
I could relate now but coming up I wasn't winning
We chilling about to get fried
Flat screen in my T.P Miami Ocean Drive
[Hook:]
Two going at once, I like my girls like I like my blunts (whenever, however)
And that's two going at once, two going at once (whenever, wherever)
Two going at once, I like my girls like I like my blunts (whenever, wherever)
And that's two going at once (yeah), two going at once
[Verse 2:]
Uh
They both roll nice, light em both up, take flight
Hell naw I ain't getting in that water, they both got bikinis on ass OH MY God uh
They both ran off, I watched from afar
They kind of touchy-feely, on each other underwater
But that water much clear so I can see all that
Should take em up to the 'telly be a part of all that
But we do that, yeah that so I'm gon fall back
Light one up not on my mind so what you call that
Mo' girls arrive, to my surprise
They had a bag of 'shrooms and kush and didn't bring no guys
Here we go, get ready good thoughts and flat colors
Everything dance with the music I love it
We in abundance, I'm the man I suppose
Headed to the suite to wash all the sand out my toes
And they coming too
[Hook:]
Two going at once, I like my girls like I like my blunts (whenever, however)
And that's two going at once, two going at once (whenever, wherever)
Two going at once, I like my girls like I like my blunts (whenever, wherever)
And that's two going at once (yeah), two going at once
Yeah
[Hook:]
Uh two going at once, I like my girls like I like my blunts (simultaneous)
And that's two going at once
Yeah, we good, you know, we chilling
[Verse 1:]
Check
Headed to the beach, me and two pretty girls from the East
Ice in the cooler with Patrone and 'Rossi
Mix em up, we call it Patrossi
Please cover up the eyes on all us, it's a nice day we should be cooling by some water
Sipping, smoking, conversating bout what we be thinking bout
I tell them shorties not to believe all of the shit they read about
Fresh out of college, they peoples got dollars
They amazed by my I'll street knowledge, I forewarn them
About the other world they never saw
They pretty asses had no idea
They both had often told me stories, about childhood, good living
I could relate now but coming up I wasn't winning
We chilling about to get fried
Flat screen in my T.P Miami Ocean Drive
[Hook:]
Two going at once, I like my girls like I like my blunts (whenever, however)
And that's two going at once, two going at once (whenever, wherever)
Two going at once, I like my girls like I like my blunts (whenever, wherever)
And that's two going at once (yeah), two going at once
[Verse 2:]
Uh
They both roll nice, light em both up, take flight
Hell naw I ain't getting in that water, they both got bikinis on ass OH MY God uh
They both ran off, I watched from afar
They kind of touchy-feely, on each other underwater
But that water much clear so I can see all that
Should take em up to the 'telly be a part of all that
But we do that, yeah that so I'm gon fall back
Light one up not on my mind so what you call that
Mo' girls arrive, to my surprise
They had a bag of 'shrooms and kush and didn't bring no guys
Here we go, get ready good thoughts and flat colors
Everything dance with the music I love it
We in abundance, I'm the man I suppose
Headed to the suite to wash all the sand out my toes
And they coming too
[Hook:]
Two going at once, I like my girls like I like my blunts (whenever, however)
And that's two going at once, two going at once (whenever, wherever)
Two going at once, I like my girls like I like my blunts (whenever, wherever)
And that's two going at once (yeah), two going at once
UnderDogs lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
[Intro/Outro:]
Them nigga who was popping
Just ain't got it no mo
The UnderDogs done stole the show
[Hook:]
I'm fresh off the bench, in the game
I'm bout to shit on these niggas and leave a stain
Make sure they know what's up
Make sure they know my name
The times done changed, shit ain't the same
[Verse 1:]
The nigga with too many odds against still prevails
Dog I had bad luck since I was twelve
It's about time that shit starts to wear off
I'm on deck
If you ain't hip to Chip
Well dog that's your loss, I'm all set
When we get high, we do it to survive
Not to seem cool, gotta massage the mind
I'm not tryna play y'all game
I go by my own rules
Effortless and extra fresh
You had your time, you old news
If magazines don't write about Chip
They showing how out of the loop they is
They dumbasses, but masses
Don't wanna here all that stupid shit
People decide who the shit
I really do this shit
If you thought I was a freshman
Then you must never been to my crib
We living it up, but they say life not fair
Gs in my hood
Spent they whole life right there
Meanwhile we in Amsterdam
Cannabis Cup, We vaporizing
Passport stamped up
Hope your brain is synchronizing
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
We road tripping in that Benz
Bumping that Big L shit
So many blunts is already rolled
And so many blunts is already lit
Word
I got no Ls and no insurance
And there go the police
Damn, looks like they coming for us
Life is tough I got endurance
No complaints from me at all
I just rode the bench
And kept it humble
Now I gotta ball
I'm a modern day Jim Brown
Touchdown for six points
Post game celebration
Then I make my dick point
At yo bitch, then insert
Then she scream, Then she squirt
Then she dip, and she bout to be
Two hours late from work
I don't pay these hoes, of course
No emotion, no remorse
Cause if I wasn't doing this
Then my life would be way much worse
No hoes, no clothes, no cars, no shows
Used to work at Taco Bell
Got my first check, and then I quit
And told them go to hell
Spazmatic, Assmatic
Fuck you I could do no wrong
Where them hoes, pack the bongs
Let this real shit live on
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
Yo them niggas who was cool
Just ain't cool no mo
The UnderDogs done stole the show
My niggas copped the fully loaded Porsche truck for the low
That shit was like copping a pair of tennis shoes
We could go
I got that crib on the lake
Red leather couches
Everything recline
And we ain't got no roaches
I'm moving on up, them girls wanna fuck
They way we living you would probably think I made this up
Bitch I'm off in the cut
I don't say too much
I observe, puff the herb
I'm not giving a fuck
Bout what you got to say
Cause we live up everyday
You niggas tryna keep in touch
I think that shit is gay
Study yourself
Get your own
Be the realest
Live by logic and reasons
And not by emotions and feelings
Vaporizer we get high
Pretty close to them ceilings
I'm forty-foot ceilings
I'm tryna make a killing
[Hook]
[Intro/Outro]
Them nigga who was popping
Just ain't got it no mo
The UnderDogs done stole the show
[Hook:]
I'm fresh off the bench, in the game
I'm bout to shit on these niggas and leave a stain
Make sure they know what's up
Make sure they know my name
The times done changed, shit ain't the same
[Verse 1:]
The nigga with too many odds against still prevails
Dog I had bad luck since I was twelve
It's about time that shit starts to wear off
I'm on deck
If you ain't hip to Chip
Well dog that's your loss, I'm all set
When we get high, we do it to survive
Not to seem cool, gotta massage the mind
I'm not tryna play y'all game
I go by my own rules
Effortless and extra fresh
You had your time, you old news
If magazines don't write about Chip
They showing how out of the loop they is
They dumbasses, but masses
Don't wanna here all that stupid shit
People decide who the shit
I really do this shit
If you thought I was a freshman
Then you must never been to my crib
We living it up, but they say life not fair
Gs in my hood
Spent they whole life right there
Meanwhile we in Amsterdam
Cannabis Cup, We vaporizing
Passport stamped up
Hope your brain is synchronizing
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
We road tripping in that Benz
Bumping that Big L shit
So many blunts is already rolled
And so many blunts is already lit
Word
I got no Ls and no insurance
And there go the police
Damn, looks like they coming for us
Life is tough I got endurance
No complaints from me at all
I just rode the bench
And kept it humble
Now I gotta ball
I'm a modern day Jim Brown
Touchdown for six points
Post game celebration
Then I make my dick point
At yo bitch, then insert
Then she scream, Then she squirt
Then she dip, and she bout to be
Two hours late from work
I don't pay these hoes, of course
No emotion, no remorse
Cause if I wasn't doing this
Then my life would be way much worse
No hoes, no clothes, no cars, no shows
Used to work at Taco Bell
Got my first check, and then I quit
And told them go to hell
Spazmatic, Assmatic
Fuck you I could do no wrong
Where them hoes, pack the bongs
Let this real shit live on
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
Yo them niggas who was cool
Just ain't cool no mo
The UnderDogs done stole the show
My niggas copped the fully loaded Porsche truck for the low
That shit was like copping a pair of tennis shoes
We could go
I got that crib on the lake
Red leather couches
Everything recline
And we ain't got no roaches
I'm moving on up, them girls wanna fuck
They way we living you would probably think I made this up
Bitch I'm off in the cut
I don't say too much
I observe, puff the herb
I'm not giving a fuck
Bout what you got to say
Cause we live up everyday
You niggas tryna keep in touch
I think that shit is gay
Study yourself
Get your own
Be the realest
Live by logic and reasons
And not by emotions and feelings
Vaporizer we get high
Pretty close to them ceilings
I'm forty-foot ceilings
I'm tryna make a killing
[Hook]
[Intro/Outro]
Here I Am lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
Aight look.
Soon to be the nigga on whatever
Drunk bullshittin, gettin nough chedder,
Eatin good. Little feather weight,
Alaskan crab legs on plates while I say grace
And unravel the napkin.
Bon appetite ya little bitch. Why you snackin?
That and life is just a phase,
So I puff the I'll till I got a hi-top fade.
I be all over the map. Rap. I'm everywhere.
Long as I got some hotel fare, hell yea I'm there.
Turnpikes. We burn right and cloud surf.
Bring me another ginger ale now, jerk.
Is what some stuartists might testify. Oh this the guy
Is what I've always heard. This shit ain't nuthin new.
I'm classified amongst niggas who do this beautiful music.
He be spewin, representin, have you movin through ruins.
Niggas is foolish. Middle man is out here scoopin that new shit.
I rise above it. Niggas talkin, but really jivein? They nuthin.
Gotta be fuckin kiddin me. Is you serious? Niggas crazy.
Only one life to live and I ain't signin up for no slavery.
Niggas gotten mistakin. Theys burnin, constantly bakin.
My brain got me thinkin bout slowin down on that drinkin.
My life long story told.
Everything that glitters ain't gold.
This shit'll grab you by your ankles when you try to run so you can't go.
Contracts. Beyond that and case closed.
Won't sign shit. We poppin with many options.
We smoke and be poppin while you ponder
Bout life and your next move and transaction.
He is a man, only if that man stackin.
I'm doin sumthin. You can if you part of the new heights.
New endevers, new levels, new days, new nights.
Survival of the fittest. I'm a livin witness straight out the jungle.
I just lost all my niggas.
Man this shit is gettin outta hand. Must be part of Gods plan.
Destroy and rebuild. That's why he put me on land.
So here I am. Can't stop me on his arm, Jesus on his neck, ain't nobody harm. He don't rock a charm.
Here I am. Can't stop me on his arm, Jesus on his neck, ain't nobody harm. He don't rock a charm.
Here I am. Can't stop me on his arm, Jesus on his neck, ain't nobody harm. He don't rock a charm.
Here I am. Niggas. Here I am
Soon to be the nigga on whatever
Drunk bullshittin, gettin nough chedder,
Eatin good. Little feather weight,
Alaskan crab legs on plates while I say grace
And unravel the napkin.
Bon appetite ya little bitch. Why you snackin?
That and life is just a phase,
So I puff the I'll till I got a hi-top fade.
I be all over the map. Rap. I'm everywhere.
Long as I got some hotel fare, hell yea I'm there.
Turnpikes. We burn right and cloud surf.
Bring me another ginger ale now, jerk.
Is what some stuartists might testify. Oh this the guy
Is what I've always heard. This shit ain't nuthin new.
I'm classified amongst niggas who do this beautiful music.
He be spewin, representin, have you movin through ruins.
Niggas is foolish. Middle man is out here scoopin that new shit.
I rise above it. Niggas talkin, but really jivein? They nuthin.
Gotta be fuckin kiddin me. Is you serious? Niggas crazy.
Only one life to live and I ain't signin up for no slavery.
Niggas gotten mistakin. Theys burnin, constantly bakin.
My brain got me thinkin bout slowin down on that drinkin.
My life long story told.
Everything that glitters ain't gold.
This shit'll grab you by your ankles when you try to run so you can't go.
Contracts. Beyond that and case closed.
Won't sign shit. We poppin with many options.
We smoke and be poppin while you ponder
Bout life and your next move and transaction.
He is a man, only if that man stackin.
I'm doin sumthin. You can if you part of the new heights.
New endevers, new levels, new days, new nights.
Survival of the fittest. I'm a livin witness straight out the jungle.
I just lost all my niggas.
Man this shit is gettin outta hand. Must be part of Gods plan.
Destroy and rebuild. That's why he put me on land.
So here I am. Can't stop me on his arm, Jesus on his neck, ain't nobody harm. He don't rock a charm.
Here I am. Can't stop me on his arm, Jesus on his neck, ain't nobody harm. He don't rock a charm.
Here I am. Can't stop me on his arm, Jesus on his neck, ain't nobody harm. He don't rock a charm.
Here I am. Niggas. Here I am
4 Eva lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
Forever like...
The first time I heard Big L speak
And Biggie Smalls did a song with some niggas from street
That's when I knew it was possible
Now what I got to do?
Fuck it I'm just gonna do everything that they told me not to do
Cause I ain't got a clue
All I got is Duke
And a whole city behind me who the fuck is you?
No slack from niggas that's how they come up
In my hood they shoot so much we don't even duck. for what?
Fitted king they be like damn he to clean
My city is shawshank and I'm andy dufrain my mane
Cause once you think I'm sleeping I'm grinding
I swear I hit the turnpike like every week to go find it
Some say the kid ahead of his time
But the only thing popping is birettas and nines
In the city where niggas slit wrists? and stay rich
Nigga might have it on him but I bet he won't say shit
The realest...
The first time I heard Big L speak
And Biggie Smalls did a song with some niggas from street
That's when I knew it was possible
Now what I got to do?
Fuck it I'm just gonna do everything that they told me not to do
Cause I ain't got a clue
All I got is Duke
And a whole city behind me who the fuck is you?
No slack from niggas that's how they come up
In my hood they shoot so much we don't even duck. for what?
Fitted king they be like damn he to clean
My city is shawshank and I'm andy dufrain my mane
Cause once you think I'm sleeping I'm grinding
I swear I hit the turnpike like every week to go find it
Some say the kid ahead of his time
But the only thing popping is birettas and nines
In the city where niggas slit wrists? and stay rich
Nigga might have it on him but I bet he won't say shit
The realest...
Movie lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
Dog my life is like movie
All in cars and places we are
All my girls look like dem girls off in the movies, movies
Jammed pack with action
I swear my niggaz be packin them chopperz that you be seein in the movies, movies
We do not pretend to be in the streets
It's a documentary
My life like a movie, movie
Dog my life is like a movie, movie...
Volcano vaporizer we higher
Dumb fresh, plus we kickz it like hi-yah
Call some ladies that's finer than Mya
With some ass, don't bein inviting them fuckin flat tire assholes who wanna role cause ain't nobody flyer
Tv screen, computer screen word of mouth with the flyer
Fire another language, sound just like English
If you niggaz is hot then call me MC extinguish
And my fit be the meanest and my whip be the cleanest
Told these hoes that a rubber is the only between this penis
Yeah I got plenty of it, no you like it, no you love it
She catch amnesia in public
She be like, naw we just friendz
I be gone in the wind
Sour diesel got a nigga dozeing off again
My real life is like paid in full
I'm jus a modern day ace for ya'll
Dog my life is like movie
All in cars and places we are
All my girls look like dem girls off in the movies, movies
Jammed pack with action
I swear my niggaz be packin them chopperz that you be seein in the movies, movies
We do not pretend to be in the streets
It's a documentary
My life like a movie, movie
Dog my life is like a movie, movie...
Check, St Claire state of mind when I'm on this grind
Real recognize real I seen myself a couple times
Baby why me, I'm prolly gon be a asshole
She don't care, she just wanna pose when the flash goes
Jag, Royal Royce, Lambo's, Assin Loadest, focus
And just try to be the dopest
Blue magic pouring out of my pours
Tounge full of fungis spores
The front row subject to my illness and more
Chillin on tours just to get the music further
I'm treadin water
Tryna stay afloat but I don't have a boat
And don't need one
I'm thee one
I'm what you niggaz sleeping on
Cudi was one of the only to hold me down so we dreaming on
Pretty good unfold the poster
I'm doin the can't stop hand to my mouth talkn bout blowing doughja
To the the world
All 7 continents got the shit
Realest niggaz here and we shining all over your counter (pidz)
Dog my life is like movie
All in cars and places we are
All my girls look like dem girls off in the movies, movies
Jammed pack with action
I swear my niggaz be packin them chopperz that you be seein in the movies, movies
We do not pretend to be in the streets
It's a documentary
My life like a movie, movie
Dog my life is like a movie, movie...
All in cars and places we are
All my girls look like dem girls off in the movies, movies
Jammed pack with action
I swear my niggaz be packin them chopperz that you be seein in the movies, movies
We do not pretend to be in the streets
It's a documentary
My life like a movie, movie
Dog my life is like a movie, movie...
Volcano vaporizer we higher
Dumb fresh, plus we kickz it like hi-yah
Call some ladies that's finer than Mya
With some ass, don't bein inviting them fuckin flat tire assholes who wanna role cause ain't nobody flyer
Tv screen, computer screen word of mouth with the flyer
Fire another language, sound just like English
If you niggaz is hot then call me MC extinguish
And my fit be the meanest and my whip be the cleanest
Told these hoes that a rubber is the only between this penis
Yeah I got plenty of it, no you like it, no you love it
She catch amnesia in public
She be like, naw we just friendz
I be gone in the wind
Sour diesel got a nigga dozeing off again
My real life is like paid in full
I'm jus a modern day ace for ya'll
Dog my life is like movie
All in cars and places we are
All my girls look like dem girls off in the movies, movies
Jammed pack with action
I swear my niggaz be packin them chopperz that you be seein in the movies, movies
We do not pretend to be in the streets
It's a documentary
My life like a movie, movie
Dog my life is like a movie, movie...
Check, St Claire state of mind when I'm on this grind
Real recognize real I seen myself a couple times
Baby why me, I'm prolly gon be a asshole
She don't care, she just wanna pose when the flash goes
Jag, Royal Royce, Lambo's, Assin Loadest, focus
And just try to be the dopest
Blue magic pouring out of my pours
Tounge full of fungis spores
The front row subject to my illness and more
Chillin on tours just to get the music further
I'm treadin water
Tryna stay afloat but I don't have a boat
And don't need one
I'm thee one
I'm what you niggaz sleeping on
Cudi was one of the only to hold me down so we dreaming on
Pretty good unfold the poster
I'm doin the can't stop hand to my mouth talkn bout blowing doughja
To the the world
All 7 continents got the shit
Realest niggaz here and we shining all over your counter (pidz)
Dog my life is like movie
All in cars and places we are
All my girls look like dem girls off in the movies, movies
Jammed pack with action
I swear my niggaz be packin them chopperz that you be seein in the movies, movies
We do not pretend to be in the streets
It's a documentary
My life like a movie, movie
Dog my life is like a movie, movie...
Owe You lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
[Verse 1:]
Check
You can catch me down in Santa Monica with Veronica Kim and Monica
Hoping that one of them play me like I'm a harmonica
Long as they don't ask for nothing we won't have no problem bruh
I'm a just pull some tree and then go hit your college up
Fitted to the max yes, I get total access
We coppin' all these asses, my girl look like a actress
She realer than you ever been, fuck who you said you better than
That shit you kick irrelevant, call me the benevolent
Def spot, the rest not, fucking with this nigger from the CL who added [?] to be
Fuck these other niggas cause, when you poppin' niggas run at you like it's a track meet
Some trying to get money some just do it for they rap sheet
To just to say I fuck with that nigger to build they brand up
Make your own lane nigger stand up
My shit originated from the hood where it's supposed to
Why you niggers coming at me funny like I owe you?
Niggas where was you at when we was killin' shit?
They don't want to hustle, they just wanna reap the benefits
Niggers coming out the woodwork, that shit be so true
My status got them looking at me jealous when I roll through
[Hook:]
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga do I know you?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you?
Where was you at when we was killin' shit on the road dude?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga do I know you?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you?
Nigga what I owe you
[Verse 2:]
You can catch me down on ocean drive posted up chillin' out with my partners
Crack a shelly twist one up and then dip back over the columns
Got a problem, I'm addicted to tats and wonderful reefer
Want some pounds?
Just have one of my gangster bitches meet you and
They don't play around nigga, they 'a lay you down
Every dime toting seventeen rounds for you clowns
Keep the peace, keep the peace, I keep my eyes underneath
When I ride through the streets
Some niggers want us deceased
Cause we doing everything they wish they could do
But I just got this all from doing everything you should do
Headed to Detroit blazing tree until I'm brainless
Bout to fuck with Finally Famous we lions don't try to tame us
We grindin' we get this paper, we flying to other places
Flyer we makin' statements so why is you niggers hatin'?
They 'posed to, and when I speak it so true
My status got them looking at me jealous when I roll through
[Hook:]
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga do I know you?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you?
Where was you at when we was killin' shit on the road dude?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga do I know you?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you
Nigga what I owe you
Check
You can catch me down in Santa Monica with Veronica Kim and Monica
Hoping that one of them play me like I'm a harmonica
Long as they don't ask for nothing we won't have no problem bruh
I'm a just pull some tree and then go hit your college up
Fitted to the max yes, I get total access
We coppin' all these asses, my girl look like a actress
She realer than you ever been, fuck who you said you better than
That shit you kick irrelevant, call me the benevolent
Def spot, the rest not, fucking with this nigger from the CL who added [?] to be
Fuck these other niggas cause, when you poppin' niggas run at you like it's a track meet
Some trying to get money some just do it for they rap sheet
To just to say I fuck with that nigger to build they brand up
Make your own lane nigger stand up
My shit originated from the hood where it's supposed to
Why you niggers coming at me funny like I owe you?
Niggas where was you at when we was killin' shit?
They don't want to hustle, they just wanna reap the benefits
Niggers coming out the woodwork, that shit be so true
My status got them looking at me jealous when I roll through
[Hook:]
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga do I know you?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you?
Where was you at when we was killin' shit on the road dude?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga do I know you?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you?
Nigga what I owe you
[Verse 2:]
You can catch me down on ocean drive posted up chillin' out with my partners
Crack a shelly twist one up and then dip back over the columns
Got a problem, I'm addicted to tats and wonderful reefer
Want some pounds?
Just have one of my gangster bitches meet you and
They don't play around nigga, they 'a lay you down
Every dime toting seventeen rounds for you clowns
Keep the peace, keep the peace, I keep my eyes underneath
When I ride through the streets
Some niggers want us deceased
Cause we doing everything they wish they could do
But I just got this all from doing everything you should do
Headed to Detroit blazing tree until I'm brainless
Bout to fuck with Finally Famous we lions don't try to tame us
We grindin' we get this paper, we flying to other places
Flyer we makin' statements so why is you niggers hatin'?
They 'posed to, and when I speak it so true
My status got them looking at me jealous when I roll through
[Hook:]
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga do I know you?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you?
Where was you at when we was killin' shit on the road dude?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga do I know you?
Owe you? Owe you? Nigga what I owe you
Nigga what I owe you
Fat Raps lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper (feat. Curren$y, Big Sean)
[Chip Tha Ripper:]
Uh-huh. SLAB ENT BOY. Good luckin out, chyeah.
Pulled up to the hand-car wash like blao,
Just the outside my nigga gon' wipe me down.
Know I gotta couple dollars for you when you done,
Roll the window back up, roll the blunt, cut UGK back up,
Cut the AC back up; gettin kinda hot in here, Benny Hanna
Left-over weed, smokin, I'm in here.
Let me volunteer to get you niggas minds right, getcha funds
Up instead of chasin after limelight.
But since I'm all good I might, go and see what's good
With these pretty girls for one night. So I whipped around
To the spot I knew was poppy-in. Parked then we
Hopped out then hopped in, no problem. Soon as we got in
Eye brows raised up, I missed the tape with Fay Cut [?]
With the Escalade truck, in the party lookin for Miss-Not-
Too-Bougiese with a booty and know how to roll
Doobies and junk
[Curren$y:]
Bitches think I'm living out my car, all these shoe
Boxes and shit, don't confuse it boo, this stuff I
Just bought, before I came to scoop you, coulda
Dropped it off, but I wanted you to see it, confident
But not concieted.
Yeah, I like my grapes, and my weed seedless.
Gettin pussy with my fathers features, believe it.
If you missed it, then I bet somebody out there seen
It, TwitPic my outfit, bitches stalk my comments.
Just fool.
What they say I came first on my list of things
To do [?]. If the broad got wireless at her crib
I fall through. Gotta e-mails to read, as she
Break down my tree, reach my cell phone,
Turn the TV down for me (yeah).
It was kinda ironic, cause I had the papers
She had the chronic. The Hornets beat the
Supersonics. And hella vapors from the smokin
Volcano, I'm thirsty need some water, boy captain
Insane-o [?]
[Big Sean:]
Aye, in this lifetime you only get richer or not,
So hoes jump for my balls like they tipped off
The rock. I get it from my dad cause I'm a chip
Of the block. Now I'm up in Cleveland to grab
Chip off the block. Now whip off the lots, with
A bad bitch, ass thick, and tits so I slipped off
The top. Yeah, Bitch I'm the man, forever gettin
Chose, I party everynight and it's never gettin old.
The story of your life is probably never gettin
Told, them tickets to your show is probably
Never gettin sold. I might just cop some shit
From some set, New York to LA, I beat the sunset.
Your girl show me L-O-V-E. I dropped the O and
E, and just took the LV. That's Louis Vuitton luggage,
Everytime you see my passport, Domneyair [?] print
Got me lookin like a chessboard ahaha.
Uh-huh. SLAB ENT BOY. Good luckin out, chyeah.
Pulled up to the hand-car wash like blao,
Just the outside my nigga gon' wipe me down.
Know I gotta couple dollars for you when you done,
Roll the window back up, roll the blunt, cut UGK back up,
Cut the AC back up; gettin kinda hot in here, Benny Hanna
Left-over weed, smokin, I'm in here.
Let me volunteer to get you niggas minds right, getcha funds
Up instead of chasin after limelight.
But since I'm all good I might, go and see what's good
With these pretty girls for one night. So I whipped around
To the spot I knew was poppy-in. Parked then we
Hopped out then hopped in, no problem. Soon as we got in
Eye brows raised up, I missed the tape with Fay Cut [?]
With the Escalade truck, in the party lookin for Miss-Not-
Too-Bougiese with a booty and know how to roll
Doobies and junk
[Curren$y:]
Bitches think I'm living out my car, all these shoe
Boxes and shit, don't confuse it boo, this stuff I
Just bought, before I came to scoop you, coulda
Dropped it off, but I wanted you to see it, confident
But not concieted.
Yeah, I like my grapes, and my weed seedless.
Gettin pussy with my fathers features, believe it.
If you missed it, then I bet somebody out there seen
It, TwitPic my outfit, bitches stalk my comments.
Just fool.
What they say I came first on my list of things
To do [?]. If the broad got wireless at her crib
I fall through. Gotta e-mails to read, as she
Break down my tree, reach my cell phone,
Turn the TV down for me (yeah).
It was kinda ironic, cause I had the papers
She had the chronic. The Hornets beat the
Supersonics. And hella vapors from the smokin
Volcano, I'm thirsty need some water, boy captain
Insane-o [?]
[Big Sean:]
Aye, in this lifetime you only get richer or not,
So hoes jump for my balls like they tipped off
The rock. I get it from my dad cause I'm a chip
Of the block. Now I'm up in Cleveland to grab
Chip off the block. Now whip off the lots, with
A bad bitch, ass thick, and tits so I slipped off
The top. Yeah, Bitch I'm the man, forever gettin
Chose, I party everynight and it's never gettin old.
The story of your life is probably never gettin
Told, them tickets to your show is probably
Never gettin sold. I might just cop some shit
From some set, New York to LA, I beat the sunset.
Your girl show me L-O-V-E. I dropped the O and
E, and just took the LV. That's Louis Vuitton luggage,
Everytime you see my passport, Domneyair [?] print
Got me lookin like a chessboard ahaha.
Feel Good lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
Uhh
Slab E-N-T Boyyy
Yeahh
Chip Tha Rip
Um-hmm.
Bitch I feel good
Don't I look stupendous?
My shine is so endless,
Ain't shit you can do to end this
Even when I'm dead nigga's still gon' bump that chip shit
Coke white escalade on 6's for you dipshits
So we won't forget this, midwest nigga be the coldest
Cleveland is the city where you hustle or you hopeless
And my closet's like a store bitch
Only difference is you ain't gon' find this in no store bitch
It's fresher than your whole clique
G shock over D.C. grindin' everytime you see me
That Louis Vuitton complete me
Now r.I.p. to ant while I'm out here stuntin with keke
I be ridin' super tint.
I'm a ghost you never see me.
Cause I'm up above, I'm in the clouds, I'm rollin up, I'm lookin down
Chip in the house, ya'll stop ya breathin
I'm a superhero, like hancock to cleveland (nigga)
Hell yea, that nigguh shine all the time but look at him you can tell he from the hood
Bitch, I feel good
Hold up, roll up, we just smoked 4 blunts and I'm feelin like I should
Bitch, I feel good
Nigga where the liquor? Where the cups? Where the ladies, where the sluts? I'm drunk, what
Bitch, I feel good
And I'm a stay a fresh, fly nigguh doin' everything you would if you could
Bitch, I feel good.
Don't I look tremendous?
Damn I feel so splendid,
I walk up in yo shindig
Higher than the o-zone, damn I can float home
Just call me when you want some
I'm out here by my lonesome
Pack a bape jacket for the winter polo v-neck for the summer
I'm a young hood boss, I do what I wanna
If you tryna fuck with me then you better have some commons,
I be with them OG's, I'm probably stuntin with yo fathaaa,
Problem is you don't want it, nada
My nigguh's got hella choppas, you gonna need hella doctaaas
And I rep my city proper,
Probably catch me rockin' prada, hoppin off a helicoptaaa
In the skizigh, CuDi hand me ya shizit
Nigga we gettin hizigh
Uh, lookin for izigh, yeah here I go
The nigga who get your income tax every show (let's go)
Hell yea, that nigguh shine all the time but look at him you can tell he from the hood
Bitch, I feel good
Hold up, roll up, we just smoked 4 blunts and I'm feelin like I should
Bitch, I feel good
Nigga where the liquor? Where the cups? Where the ladies, where the sluts? I'm drunk, what
Bitch, I feel good
And I'm a stay a fresh, fly nigguh doin' everything you would if you could
Bitch, I feel good.
Slab E-N-T Boyyy
Yeahh
Chip Tha Rip
Um-hmm.
Bitch I feel good
Don't I look stupendous?
My shine is so endless,
Ain't shit you can do to end this
Even when I'm dead nigga's still gon' bump that chip shit
Coke white escalade on 6's for you dipshits
So we won't forget this, midwest nigga be the coldest
Cleveland is the city where you hustle or you hopeless
And my closet's like a store bitch
Only difference is you ain't gon' find this in no store bitch
It's fresher than your whole clique
G shock over D.C. grindin' everytime you see me
That Louis Vuitton complete me
Now r.I.p. to ant while I'm out here stuntin with keke
I be ridin' super tint.
I'm a ghost you never see me.
Cause I'm up above, I'm in the clouds, I'm rollin up, I'm lookin down
Chip in the house, ya'll stop ya breathin
I'm a superhero, like hancock to cleveland (nigga)
Hell yea, that nigguh shine all the time but look at him you can tell he from the hood
Bitch, I feel good
Hold up, roll up, we just smoked 4 blunts and I'm feelin like I should
Bitch, I feel good
Nigga where the liquor? Where the cups? Where the ladies, where the sluts? I'm drunk, what
Bitch, I feel good
And I'm a stay a fresh, fly nigguh doin' everything you would if you could
Bitch, I feel good.
Don't I look tremendous?
Damn I feel so splendid,
I walk up in yo shindig
Higher than the o-zone, damn I can float home
Just call me when you want some
I'm out here by my lonesome
Pack a bape jacket for the winter polo v-neck for the summer
I'm a young hood boss, I do what I wanna
If you tryna fuck with me then you better have some commons,
I be with them OG's, I'm probably stuntin with yo fathaaa,
Problem is you don't want it, nada
My nigguh's got hella choppas, you gonna need hella doctaaas
And I rep my city proper,
Probably catch me rockin' prada, hoppin off a helicoptaaa
In the skizigh, CuDi hand me ya shizit
Nigga we gettin hizigh
Uh, lookin for izigh, yeah here I go
The nigga who get your income tax every show (let's go)
Hell yea, that nigguh shine all the time but look at him you can tell he from the hood
Bitch, I feel good
Hold up, roll up, we just smoked 4 blunts and I'm feelin like I should
Bitch, I feel good
Nigga where the liquor? Where the cups? Where the ladies, where the sluts? I'm drunk, what
Bitch, I feel good
And I'm a stay a fresh, fly nigguh doin' everything you would if you could
Bitch, I feel good.
Dear Hip Hop lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper (feat. 6th Sense & Naledge)
[Hook:]
Dear hip-hop, please
Don't you forget about little old me
Oh, I'm just a little O.G
And I done seen the game changed up on me
[Verse 1: Chip Tha Ripper]
Way back in my day, when it was all about spitting music was crazy
I fuck with Nas and Master P was my Jay-Z
Jigga was spitting but I couldn't understand it
I knew it was some fly shit, it just never landed
'Til I hit the ninth grade, by that time 50 done step in the game
But I had been bumping that shit from mixtapes
And I got hip to Canibus in like sixth grade
And that crazy motherfucker just took over my brain
It's a little Big L in my raps today
Even though he gone, nah, he ain't gone, you listening to him
Just from reciting the lines you'd think that I knew 'em
Bumping that Redman not giving a fuck about nothing
Imagine if I was getting high, I wasn't even puffing
Hiding the CD from my momma, shit had too much cussing
Baby I ain't gonna leave you for nothing
Can you just write me back, please?
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Naledge]
I found the blueprint way before school was my hustle
Beyond a reasonable doubt, I was a nigga with attitude
Illmatic, no reason for me to be mad at you
'Cause life is too short, even when you ready to die
Picture this: a little nigga comin' up in the Chi
Using common sense, give my mind a resurrection
Though I used to love her, never lost my erection
Underground king, po' pimpin' in the muddy waters
It's just me against the world, get rich or die trying
Three feet high and rising
Now I see clear like vising; whoops, I mean Visine
So far gone, plus I wanna be king
Not a college dropout, seen graduation
In my lifetime is just your imagination
For now I'm just a lyricist lounging 'til I reach my salvation
Please
[Hook]
[Verse 3: 6th Sense]
Don't forget
Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
I was ten years old with the flow I reminisce
They called me White Mike before I became the 6th
Hip-hop showed me love with a hug and a kiss
Used to tape the radio when it was on late
Used to cop mixtapes when they was on tapes
You couldn't pull the wrong record out the wrong crate
Truthfully, it used to seem every song's great
Influenced your walk, fashion and your speaking
Every third weekend, was at the new [?]
I was underage so I used to have to sneak in
Student of the game, open-minded for the teaching
I paid dues, yeah, I knew dude's reaching
I give a fuck about the songs y'all leaking
I'm done preaching, sip the Hennessey, burn the incense
Dear hip-hop, yours truly, 6th Sense
[Hook]
Dear hip-hop, please
Don't you forget about little old me
Oh, I'm just a little O.G
And I done seen the game changed up on me
[Verse 1: Chip Tha Ripper]
Way back in my day, when it was all about spitting music was crazy
I fuck with Nas and Master P was my Jay-Z
Jigga was spitting but I couldn't understand it
I knew it was some fly shit, it just never landed
'Til I hit the ninth grade, by that time 50 done step in the game
But I had been bumping that shit from mixtapes
And I got hip to Canibus in like sixth grade
And that crazy motherfucker just took over my brain
It's a little Big L in my raps today
Even though he gone, nah, he ain't gone, you listening to him
Just from reciting the lines you'd think that I knew 'em
Bumping that Redman not giving a fuck about nothing
Imagine if I was getting high, I wasn't even puffing
Hiding the CD from my momma, shit had too much cussing
Baby I ain't gonna leave you for nothing
Can you just write me back, please?
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Naledge]
I found the blueprint way before school was my hustle
Beyond a reasonable doubt, I was a nigga with attitude
Illmatic, no reason for me to be mad at you
'Cause life is too short, even when you ready to die
Picture this: a little nigga comin' up in the Chi
Using common sense, give my mind a resurrection
Though I used to love her, never lost my erection
Underground king, po' pimpin' in the muddy waters
It's just me against the world, get rich or die trying
Three feet high and rising
Now I see clear like vising; whoops, I mean Visine
So far gone, plus I wanna be king
Not a college dropout, seen graduation
In my lifetime is just your imagination
For now I'm just a lyricist lounging 'til I reach my salvation
Please
[Hook]
[Verse 3: 6th Sense]
Don't forget
Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
I was ten years old with the flow I reminisce
They called me White Mike before I became the 6th
Hip-hop showed me love with a hug and a kiss
Used to tape the radio when it was on late
Used to cop mixtapes when they was on tapes
You couldn't pull the wrong record out the wrong crate
Truthfully, it used to seem every song's great
Influenced your walk, fashion and your speaking
Every third weekend, was at the new [?]
I was underage so I used to have to sneak in
Student of the game, open-minded for the teaching
I paid dues, yeah, I knew dude's reaching
I give a fuck about the songs y'all leaking
I'm done preaching, sip the Hennessey, burn the incense
Dear hip-hop, yours truly, 6th Sense
[Hook]
Like That lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that. (Yeah)
I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that. (Yeah yeah)
They say money rule the world, Well I'm a hundred dollar bill.
An I'm just look-in for a subtle spot ta chill.
Niggaz crazy, Thinkin bout today an not tomorrow.
Hope they never have to borrow out here frontin like they.
(Made it like that)
But I don't stress 'em I just keep pressin along.
If I ain't got no rellos then case got the bong.
An, Let me take one to the face then I'm gone.
I got these Louie's on my face for the sun cause I.
(Made it like that)
Everything I got I took it look at what we did.
Passin out tapes at school ta out a town paid gigs.
Even older bitches want the kid like I'm Taye Diggs.
Givin' ho's they groove back all I here is Hayyyy Chip.
Hay bitches how ya doin
And they flock to 'em cause they know he won't pursue it.
Just do it if you want it an don't stop until you there.
Damn Chip you poppin' everywhere, That's cause I.
I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that.
I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that.
I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that.
I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that. (Yup)
Coming to you live from the jungle full of pride.
And drugs, Many lives taken from under these lights.
Where them Nike air flights been roamin out plenty nights.
It was a whole lotta shots n not to many fights.
We was young keepin up with then niggaz who was hatin.
Nobody gave us nathin we we just had to take it.
Now, Lil Stakes just got 38, better smarten up.
Lil John goin off, Yeah we got some problems bru.
Pray an ask the lord ta stay, Give me just another day.
An if I die before I wake tell my niggaz split my cake.
Yeah just like 50 say cause I can't take it anyway.
We livin in a different day and yesterday ain't shit today.
So what I gotta git today is paper in a different way.
Condo fuck a crib cause hey ya window just a brick away.
Followed by you fill in the blank wile I just slide on by.
Up in 216 bout to catch a flight to 909.
I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that.
I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that.
I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that. (Yeah yeah)
They say money rule the world, Well I'm a hundred dollar bill.
An I'm just look-in for a subtle spot ta chill.
Niggaz crazy, Thinkin bout today an not tomorrow.
Hope they never have to borrow out here frontin like they.
(Made it like that)
But I don't stress 'em I just keep pressin along.
If I ain't got no rellos then case got the bong.
An, Let me take one to the face then I'm gone.
I got these Louie's on my face for the sun cause I.
(Made it like that)
Everything I got I took it look at what we did.
Passin out tapes at school ta out a town paid gigs.
Even older bitches want the kid like I'm Taye Diggs.
Givin' ho's they groove back all I here is Hayyyy Chip.
Hay bitches how ya doin
And they flock to 'em cause they know he won't pursue it.
Just do it if you want it an don't stop until you there.
Damn Chip you poppin' everywhere, That's cause I.
I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that.
I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that.
I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that.
I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that. (Yup)
Coming to you live from the jungle full of pride.
And drugs, Many lives taken from under these lights.
Where them Nike air flights been roamin out plenty nights.
It was a whole lotta shots n not to many fights.
We was young keepin up with then niggaz who was hatin.
Nobody gave us nathin we we just had to take it.
Now, Lil Stakes just got 38, better smarten up.
Lil John goin off, Yeah we got some problems bru.
Pray an ask the lord ta stay, Give me just another day.
An if I die before I wake tell my niggaz split my cake.
Yeah just like 50 say cause I can't take it anyway.
We livin in a different day and yesterday ain't shit today.
So what I gotta git today is paper in a different way.
Condo fuck a crib cause hey ya window just a brick away.
Followed by you fill in the blank wile I just slide on by.
Up in 216 bout to catch a flight to 909.
I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that.
I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that.
Whoa lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper (feat. Pootie Tang)
[Verse 1:]
Yeaah, SLAB ENT BOYY, SOV letsgo
Bring it back to the middle of the map
Where the St. Claire niggaz stay strapped my hood sooo cold
My area colder, scarier colder but yall niggaz don't fold
Every nigga on the grind who stackin, always come back frontin like he pose
Slidin on them 4’s riding smoking lookin for the hoes
Everywhere I go niggaz always like damn I ain't never seen those
You call it style
But I took a vow to keepin the freshest kicks off my toes
And I don’t know how
But they just got wow
And tear that bitch down at all of my shows
Its like God control the show
Hands up high here we go…
[Verse 2:]
WOAH
That shit ain't in stores
Where did he go to get all of his clothes
Bitch I don’t even leave home this DC be showin up right to my door
Then I put it on, kush for cologne and head for the door
O and louis vuitton throw some of that on and go get yo hoe
Lets hop in that Cadillac bustin my nigga we hittin the road
And I got a cold lil female rollin the diesel, dog you kno I stay blowed
Thuggin and theivin, Bitch I'm from Cleveland
Damn that’s prolly why I'm so cold
Yea that’s prolly why I'm so cold
Hands up high here we go
Yeaah, SLAB ENT BOYY, SOV letsgo
Bring it back to the middle of the map
Where the St. Claire niggaz stay strapped my hood sooo cold
My area colder, scarier colder but yall niggaz don't fold
Every nigga on the grind who stackin, always come back frontin like he pose
Slidin on them 4’s riding smoking lookin for the hoes
Everywhere I go niggaz always like damn I ain't never seen those
You call it style
But I took a vow to keepin the freshest kicks off my toes
And I don’t know how
But they just got wow
And tear that bitch down at all of my shows
Its like God control the show
Hands up high here we go…
[Verse 2:]
WOAH
That shit ain't in stores
Where did he go to get all of his clothes
Bitch I don’t even leave home this DC be showin up right to my door
Then I put it on, kush for cologne and head for the door
O and louis vuitton throw some of that on and go get yo hoe
Lets hop in that Cadillac bustin my nigga we hittin the road
And I got a cold lil female rollin the diesel, dog you kno I stay blowed
Thuggin and theivin, Bitch I'm from Cleveland
Damn that’s prolly why I'm so cold
Yea that’s prolly why I'm so cold
Hands up high here we go
Rap 4 Sale lyrics - Chip tha Ripper
I know I make you niggaz mad.
You better git glad like the bags yo.
I'm taken out the trash, You niggaz just splash.
I great lake the swag, Sour diesel with the hash. (Sky high nigga)
I'm like the needle in the glass.
Keep the windows tinted they can't see 'em when he pass.
Cause, All of the sudden now them ho's just spazz.
Why?, I don't know it ain't like I rush cash.
To them fine ass intricate women that I be hangin with.
They all think I be gamein ho's an slangin dick.
Only thing on my mind, Money n makin hits.
So many cornballs on my balls I can't take a shit. (DAMN!)
Why don't you git the fuck off.
Ain't none of you niggaz pitchin or offerin.
You can only be 20 somethin for 10 years.
An young niggaz gittin that bread, We in here.
Give it up,
Make way for this.
You lucky motherfuckas I should make you pay for this.
But na I'm good cause I stay with other ways ta eat.
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
(Shit crazy, Baby)
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
(Come pay me, Baby)
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
Now my hustle is relentless, That sour diesel endless.
Wuch you know bout showin loyalty in business.
So you won't be livin in the past.
Consider this shit the cash when you listenin to these raps.
I got style nigga I don't need a stylist.
Less you got a lil waist an ass like a cows is.
Them crazy ladies be houndin.
I beat the pussy up till they through the towel in.
I be fitted but some people call it stylin.
I'm to the basket, These niggaz keep foulin.
And 1 ya punk bitch.
Can stop me then you know you can't fuck with the young nigga cudi.
Why he ignorin us, Cudi tell these ho ass niggaz we gloryus.
Aw naw he done gone hollywood on us.
Got dam right.
Broke bitch now stay from round us.
Make way for this.
You lucky motherfuckas I should make you pay for this.
But na I'm good cause I stay with other ways ta eat.
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
(Shit crazy, Baby)
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
(Come pay me, Baby)
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
Make way for this.
You lucky motherfuckas I should make you pay for this.
But na I'm good cause I stay with other ways ta eat.
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
(Shit crazy, Baby)
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
(Come pay me, Baby)
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
You better git glad like the bags yo.
I'm taken out the trash, You niggaz just splash.
I great lake the swag, Sour diesel with the hash. (Sky high nigga)
I'm like the needle in the glass.
Keep the windows tinted they can't see 'em when he pass.
Cause, All of the sudden now them ho's just spazz.
Why?, I don't know it ain't like I rush cash.
To them fine ass intricate women that I be hangin with.
They all think I be gamein ho's an slangin dick.
Only thing on my mind, Money n makin hits.
So many cornballs on my balls I can't take a shit. (DAMN!)
Why don't you git the fuck off.
Ain't none of you niggaz pitchin or offerin.
You can only be 20 somethin for 10 years.
An young niggaz gittin that bread, We in here.
Give it up,
Make way for this.
You lucky motherfuckas I should make you pay for this.
But na I'm good cause I stay with other ways ta eat.
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
(Shit crazy, Baby)
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
(Come pay me, Baby)
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
Now my hustle is relentless, That sour diesel endless.
Wuch you know bout showin loyalty in business.
So you won't be livin in the past.
Consider this shit the cash when you listenin to these raps.
I got style nigga I don't need a stylist.
Less you got a lil waist an ass like a cows is.
Them crazy ladies be houndin.
I beat the pussy up till they through the towel in.
I be fitted but some people call it stylin.
I'm to the basket, These niggaz keep foulin.
And 1 ya punk bitch.
Can stop me then you know you can't fuck with the young nigga cudi.
Why he ignorin us, Cudi tell these ho ass niggaz we gloryus.
Aw naw he done gone hollywood on us.
Got dam right.
Broke bitch now stay from round us.
Make way for this.
You lucky motherfuckas I should make you pay for this.
But na I'm good cause I stay with other ways ta eat.
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
(Shit crazy, Baby)
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
(Come pay me, Baby)
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
Make way for this.
You lucky motherfuckas I should make you pay for this.
But na I'm good cause I stay with other ways ta eat.
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
(Shit crazy, Baby)
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
(Come pay me, Baby)
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
Mansion lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
(This some real shit)
Uhh, Drift off, to a place you wanna be
I, I, I wanna go back to my mansion
Not the one in Cleveland,
The one in the Hamptons
You take the lamb,
I'm takin the phantom
My girls got some friends
And she want me to grab'em
Yea, I keep the new Porsche present,
Where da hoes at, and why they not dancing
Had an asthma attack in that trailer
Down south where I was at,
And I ain't wake up gaspin
Matter fact, I ain't wake up for a few days
IV's had them mufuckas in two veins
And momma ain't know what to do
Middle of the night
Baby boy laid out on the couch not breathin
Momma started screamin
She ran to to the phone
But when she dialed 9/11 all she hear was the tone
Cus we was in a small town called Ideal
Where the people had to call on God for the heal
Meanwhile here I am half dead on the couch
Momma ran out bangin on everybody house
Less than a minute late mamma was back
With T, he had the truck, he toss me off in the back.
If momma ain't wake up, then I wouldn't've woke up
And Cleveland wouldn't have a reason to get it's hopes up
Slipped into a Coma back to my fantasy
Back to all the beautiful bitches attackin me
Back to sippin them dacharies
A couple of hoes feelin me
And two bitches just laid up butt naked up on the canopy
Back to the Lamborghinis and the Buggatis
And enough of that Benihana's, bet I could do karate
And, back to my Mansion like you promised me
I can see my grandma and she proud of me
On the strees of gold you can't stop me,
Please doctor don't shock me,
I don't wanna...
Uhh, Drift off, to a place you wanna be
I, I, I wanna go back to my mansion
Not the one in Cleveland,
The one in the Hamptons
You take the lamb,
I'm takin the phantom
My girls got some friends
And she want me to grab'em
Yea, I keep the new Porsche present,
Where da hoes at, and why they not dancing
Had an asthma attack in that trailer
Down south where I was at,
And I ain't wake up gaspin
Matter fact, I ain't wake up for a few days
IV's had them mufuckas in two veins
And momma ain't know what to do
Middle of the night
Baby boy laid out on the couch not breathin
Momma started screamin
She ran to to the phone
But when she dialed 9/11 all she hear was the tone
Cus we was in a small town called Ideal
Where the people had to call on God for the heal
Meanwhile here I am half dead on the couch
Momma ran out bangin on everybody house
Less than a minute late mamma was back
With T, he had the truck, he toss me off in the back.
If momma ain't wake up, then I wouldn't've woke up
And Cleveland wouldn't have a reason to get it's hopes up
Slipped into a Coma back to my fantasy
Back to all the beautiful bitches attackin me
Back to sippin them dacharies
A couple of hoes feelin me
And two bitches just laid up butt naked up on the canopy
Back to the Lamborghinis and the Buggatis
And enough of that Benihana's, bet I could do karate
And, back to my Mansion like you promised me
I can see my grandma and she proud of me
On the strees of gold you can't stop me,
Please doctor don't shock me,
I don't wanna...
Check Please lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
I just
I just want to be, Fly.
And pay no mind to these niggas comin' up to me askin' me about mine.
That's why, I keep the louis frames on my nose
And, I, keep that polo man on my clothes.
If I was dead and they recollected
Why he don't rock a necklace but fresher than you expected
Damn, why is you askin' him all these questions?
Can't he chill for a second?
Naw, he'll get your message, on myspace.
Get your little jimmy neutron head ass out of my face
Unless you got cake
And you tryna put it in my H-
A- N- D
If not, gimme dap, say hey, then leave
Or neither one of them options
I'm from where you say hello, the just look at you, keep walkin'
Somebody call for my valet parkin'
Gave the waitress a tip, I said stay out of the dark in
Cleveland.
Hold on, you did what?
Gave the waitress a tip, I said stay out of the dark in cleveland.
Hold on, you did what?
Gave the waitress a tip, I said stay out of the dark in cleveland.
2 gun clips, 216
A nigga be fresh
Ahead of the rest
But nevertheless
I'm dealin' with stress
Cause niggas is phony
Fuck' a new homie
Rather be lonely
Niggas can't slow me
Down
Or stop me
Me and my posse
Keepin' it humble
We never stumble
I'm from the jungle
No they don't jump you
They'd rather kill you
Nah we don't feel you
Fuck an emotion, niggas is broke
With nothin' to lose except they freedom
Takin' they chances
Lookin' for answers
Look in they pockets, yeah, we gon need em
90 percent of these rappers is whack and out here in Cleveland we don't believe em.
Bein' real is like a talent, most don't have, they never had it
We been had it, reefer addicts
SLAB E.N.T, where dreams can happen
DAMN
Daydreamin' this whole verse
Sittin' here at this restaurant
Now I'm full, waiter comes up and asks
"Is anything else you want"
Just respect, just the check,
Please
Now we leavin'
Gave the waiter a tip
I wrote stay out of the dark in Cleveland
Hold on, you did what?
Gave the waitress a tip, I said stay out of the dark in Cleveland.
Hold on, you did what?
Gave the waitress a tip, I said stay out of the dark in Cleveland.
I just want to be, Fly.
And pay no mind to these niggas comin' up to me askin' me about mine.
That's why, I keep the louis frames on my nose
And, I, keep that polo man on my clothes.
If I was dead and they recollected
Why he don't rock a necklace but fresher than you expected
Damn, why is you askin' him all these questions?
Can't he chill for a second?
Naw, he'll get your message, on myspace.
Get your little jimmy neutron head ass out of my face
Unless you got cake
And you tryna put it in my H-
A- N- D
If not, gimme dap, say hey, then leave
Or neither one of them options
I'm from where you say hello, the just look at you, keep walkin'
Somebody call for my valet parkin'
Gave the waitress a tip, I said stay out of the dark in
Cleveland.
Hold on, you did what?
Gave the waitress a tip, I said stay out of the dark in cleveland.
Hold on, you did what?
Gave the waitress a tip, I said stay out of the dark in cleveland.
2 gun clips, 216
A nigga be fresh
Ahead of the rest
But nevertheless
I'm dealin' with stress
Cause niggas is phony
Fuck' a new homie
Rather be lonely
Niggas can't slow me
Down
Or stop me
Me and my posse
Keepin' it humble
We never stumble
I'm from the jungle
No they don't jump you
They'd rather kill you
Nah we don't feel you
Fuck an emotion, niggas is broke
With nothin' to lose except they freedom
Takin' they chances
Lookin' for answers
Look in they pockets, yeah, we gon need em
90 percent of these rappers is whack and out here in Cleveland we don't believe em.
Bein' real is like a talent, most don't have, they never had it
We been had it, reefer addicts
SLAB E.N.T, where dreams can happen
DAMN
Daydreamin' this whole verse
Sittin' here at this restaurant
Now I'm full, waiter comes up and asks
"Is anything else you want"
Just respect, just the check,
Please
Now we leavin'
Gave the waiter a tip
I wrote stay out of the dark in Cleveland
Hold on, you did what?
Gave the waitress a tip, I said stay out of the dark in Cleveland.
Hold on, you did what?
Gave the waitress a tip, I said stay out of the dark in Cleveland.
Catch Tha Beat lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
Uh chip the... ripper
You hear the crickets n the beat
Rockwoller crazy
Ok good evenin everyone and welcome to the track
That u prolly downloaded from your pc or your mac
Yes I'm the main topic n the barbershop chat
Now you can call me chip or you can call me crack
I'm n n the comfy condo with every one of your ladies
Now say hi gurls... shh ok how bout some silence
Let's see if I can focus while these gurlies tickle my privates YES
Baby I'm the ripper
Baby I'm a winner
Thick gurls are freaks but she say shes a beginner
I put you on a diet if you tryna get thinner
Babies for breakfast babies for dinner
I grip the damn grain til my hand get splinters
I control the ball before the snap jus like the centers
But this ain't football cause if it waz then ya bitch would be the wide reciever
Crawlin on the rug and
I would be the quaterback telling her to go long and
She will catch the touchdown pass above her thong
Sumthing must be wrong wat is going on
Everybodies t-shirts is still to damn long
And that waz cool a couple years ago but now it's different
I don't pay for the jeans I jus pay true religion
And ofcourse the man on my shirts riding a horse
And I wear so much DC they should indorse
Live life denim
I live life in'em
Wear so much live mechanics people asked did I invent'em
People tend to forget where I'm from here and there
Cause I'm on Sax Fifth Avenue more than I'm on the clair
And if you owe me a dolla you on death row
Dat .45 hurt the swellen like strept throat
Fuck a lady get the money sip the liquor
Cause bitches ain't shit mother nature waz a stripper
Now watch me catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Now watch me catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Now watch me catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Now watch me catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
You hear the crickets n the beat
Rockwoller crazy
Ok good evenin everyone and welcome to the track
That u prolly downloaded from your pc or your mac
Yes I'm the main topic n the barbershop chat
Now you can call me chip or you can call me crack
I'm n n the comfy condo with every one of your ladies
Now say hi gurls... shh ok how bout some silence
Let's see if I can focus while these gurlies tickle my privates YES
Baby I'm the ripper
Baby I'm a winner
Thick gurls are freaks but she say shes a beginner
I put you on a diet if you tryna get thinner
Babies for breakfast babies for dinner
I grip the damn grain til my hand get splinters
I control the ball before the snap jus like the centers
But this ain't football cause if it waz then ya bitch would be the wide reciever
Crawlin on the rug and
I would be the quaterback telling her to go long and
She will catch the touchdown pass above her thong
Sumthing must be wrong wat is going on
Everybodies t-shirts is still to damn long
And that waz cool a couple years ago but now it's different
I don't pay for the jeans I jus pay true religion
And ofcourse the man on my shirts riding a horse
And I wear so much DC they should indorse
Live life denim
I live life in'em
Wear so much live mechanics people asked did I invent'em
People tend to forget where I'm from here and there
Cause I'm on Sax Fifth Avenue more than I'm on the clair
And if you owe me a dolla you on death row
Dat .45 hurt the swellen like strept throat
Fuck a lady get the money sip the liquor
Cause bitches ain't shit mother nature waz a stripper
Now watch me catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Now watch me catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Now watch me catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Now watch me catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
Catch the beat haha
I'm Fitted lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
[Intro:]
Uh, Yeah
Chip tha Ripper
(I'm Fresh)
I'm so fresh it's crazy right now
JP I think he did it on this one
This what I tell em
[Hook: x2]
I'm fitted, I'm fitted, I'm fitted, I'm fitted
(Fresh)
[Verse:]
I dun swong out my swang
Slab ain't no game
But Everybody Know my name
Diamonds on my piece and chain
(Uh)
Had the game locked up from Cleveland to Lagrange
Money got that bitch sewed up from L.A. to Maine
Ain't gon' jump off this train got money in my pocket
The bank called and asked when you gone make a deposit
You think I'm fresh to death now you should see my closet
You see my house you'll say I lost it got Moet coming out the faucet
Everything's real fake clothes that's a no-no
When I hit the mall hoes run up taking photos
Used to be bonk I was broke I was dolo
In a champagne swimming pool with Marco and Polo
And these dudes want promo, nigga this how we do
Red Monkey Bathing Apes somebody call the damn zoo
God bless me I didn't have to achoo
I'm gone blow I got dough nigga how about you
I step out (I'm fitted)
Ain't no doubt (I'm fitted)
Check my fit (I'm fitted)
Polo tee (I'm fitted)
Look at my jeans (I'm fitted)
Goddammit I'm clean (I'm fitted)
Where in the world did he get it (I'm fitted)
Just admit it (I'm fitted)
[Hook]
I'm a fly young nigga (ugh) don't you forget it
Put some money on a mountain top I'm a go get it
Uh, Yeah
Chip tha Ripper
(I'm Fresh)
I'm so fresh it's crazy right now
JP I think he did it on this one
This what I tell em
[Hook: x2]
I'm fitted, I'm fitted, I'm fitted, I'm fitted
(Fresh)
[Verse:]
I dun swong out my swang
Slab ain't no game
But Everybody Know my name
Diamonds on my piece and chain
(Uh)
Had the game locked up from Cleveland to Lagrange
Money got that bitch sewed up from L.A. to Maine
Ain't gon' jump off this train got money in my pocket
The bank called and asked when you gone make a deposit
You think I'm fresh to death now you should see my closet
You see my house you'll say I lost it got Moet coming out the faucet
Everything's real fake clothes that's a no-no
When I hit the mall hoes run up taking photos
Used to be bonk I was broke I was dolo
In a champagne swimming pool with Marco and Polo
And these dudes want promo, nigga this how we do
Red Monkey Bathing Apes somebody call the damn zoo
God bless me I didn't have to achoo
I'm gone blow I got dough nigga how about you
I step out (I'm fitted)
Ain't no doubt (I'm fitted)
Check my fit (I'm fitted)
Polo tee (I'm fitted)
Look at my jeans (I'm fitted)
Goddammit I'm clean (I'm fitted)
Where in the world did he get it (I'm fitted)
Just admit it (I'm fitted)
[Hook]
I'm a fly young nigga (ugh) don't you forget it
Put some money on a mountain top I'm a go get it
Supa Swag Man lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper (feat. Big Duke)
My chevorlet be bangin bangin
Dubs in tha trunk with tha doors wide
Screens glow so bright
Chromes shinin when tha 4's glide
Windows tinted so I, Blow my, Oh my
Bubblegum kush I'm so high
Slab up that is all
We shall never stag or fall
Super Sayan man so please stay off my Dragonballz
All about a stack G
24's run like track meet
You can keep King Kong in yo trunk cause I got Godzilla in the backseat
ROOF
Big dog shit, Jungle in my Closet
Red Monkeys pissed off cause the Bathing Apes keep startin shit
Runnin ma city like I'm run yo block
Run up on me & tha gun go POP
Ran through tha red light in my drop
Big money so never runnin from tha cops
Put niggaz on in tha hood so when I'm sleep I still get money of Klutz
Got a couple Puerto Rican hoez in tha west side
Everytime I come they toss me bucks
I got niggaz everywhere so tha paint job really ain't cost me much
Black on Black with tha 20 inch Sways
Same car as them niggas Starsky & Hutch
[Hook: x2]
Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
S-Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
Call Me Supa Swag Man
Check my fit I'm so clean ho
9 in m Phee Coat
I feel like a million bucks or should I say 25 Kilos
What u mad at me 4
The whole world think we zeros
I'm showin these niggaz how 2 really get money
You should call me tha C-Town Hero
Gettin all dis money what tha fuck I need tha Beef 4
But everyone of ma niggaz b strapped
Fuck around we put u 2 sleep hoe
Gotta little fetish 4 Puerto Rican hoez or I'll jus go 2 Puerto Rico
Look up in tha sky, it's a bird, it's a plane, oh no wait that's a G4
It's obvious I'm on some other shit take a look
How can me & u b on tha same page if I'm in a different book
Look at ma Fit
Look at ma Bitch
Look at ma Regal 76
Look at ma dick it must b long cause when I'm gone they on ma tip
Like Swag up, Slab up, Cash up, we got dough
Land Rover, Range man best believe we got 4
If I was u I'd hate me 2 cause yo baby mama think I'm hot tho
Maybe cause w e young, black trendsetters who got dough
[Hook: x2]
Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
S-Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
Call Me Supa Swag Man
Dubs in tha trunk with tha doors wide
Screens glow so bright
Chromes shinin when tha 4's glide
Windows tinted so I, Blow my, Oh my
Bubblegum kush I'm so high
Slab up that is all
We shall never stag or fall
Super Sayan man so please stay off my Dragonballz
All about a stack G
24's run like track meet
You can keep King Kong in yo trunk cause I got Godzilla in the backseat
ROOF
Big dog shit, Jungle in my Closet
Red Monkeys pissed off cause the Bathing Apes keep startin shit
Runnin ma city like I'm run yo block
Run up on me & tha gun go POP
Ran through tha red light in my drop
Big money so never runnin from tha cops
Put niggaz on in tha hood so when I'm sleep I still get money of Klutz
Got a couple Puerto Rican hoez in tha west side
Everytime I come they toss me bucks
I got niggaz everywhere so tha paint job really ain't cost me much
Black on Black with tha 20 inch Sways
Same car as them niggas Starsky & Hutch
[Hook: x2]
Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
S-Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
Call Me Supa Swag Man
Check my fit I'm so clean ho
9 in m Phee Coat
I feel like a million bucks or should I say 25 Kilos
What u mad at me 4
The whole world think we zeros
I'm showin these niggaz how 2 really get money
You should call me tha C-Town Hero
Gettin all dis money what tha fuck I need tha Beef 4
But everyone of ma niggaz b strapped
Fuck around we put u 2 sleep hoe
Gotta little fetish 4 Puerto Rican hoez or I'll jus go 2 Puerto Rico
Look up in tha sky, it's a bird, it's a plane, oh no wait that's a G4
It's obvious I'm on some other shit take a look
How can me & u b on tha same page if I'm in a different book
Look at ma Fit
Look at ma Bitch
Look at ma Regal 76
Look at ma dick it must b long cause when I'm gone they on ma tip
Like Swag up, Slab up, Cash up, we got dough
Land Rover, Range man best believe we got 4
If I was u I'd hate me 2 cause yo baby mama think I'm hot tho
Maybe cause w e young, black trendsetters who got dough
[Hook: x2]
Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
S-Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
Supa Swag Man
Call Me Supa Swag Man
That Spot lyrics - Chip tha Ripper
Baby girl 5'6
Fine
Thick
She had to be like a size 5 or 6
I met her at da mall rite in front of footlocker
My nigga bet me 20 I could'ntget her so I
Walked in like I was bout to buy somthin n got to lookin around like I could'ntfind nothin
She walked back in got to lookin at her ass
Den I asked if she had dees in 11 n a half
She was like ooh baby I don't work here
Den I put da shoe bak n I said I new dat
She smiled and got to walkin to da door
But I could'ntlet her go so I walked to tha door to
Den I said come on my niggas let's go
Pretty girls ain't givin out dey #'s no more
Den I turned around looked at her n she laughed again
Tapped me on da shoulder
N she asked if I had a pen
I said yea deres one in back a my trio
She pulled out her razor I said
I'll traid ya!
Her screen saver said niggas ain't shit
Dats funny cause mine said money over a bitch
I said I'll call ya
She u betta
Collected 20 $ from my nigga
Den later on got her on da phone like wait til get cha
She like what makes u so special?
[Chorus: x4]
I no where dat spot at girl...
Fine
Thick
She had to be like a size 5 or 6
I met her at da mall rite in front of footlocker
My nigga bet me 20 I could'ntget her so I
Walked in like I was bout to buy somthin n got to lookin around like I could'ntfind nothin
She walked back in got to lookin at her ass
Den I asked if she had dees in 11 n a half
She was like ooh baby I don't work here
Den I put da shoe bak n I said I new dat
She smiled and got to walkin to da door
But I could'ntlet her go so I walked to tha door to
Den I said come on my niggas let's go
Pretty girls ain't givin out dey #'s no more
Den I turned around looked at her n she laughed again
Tapped me on da shoulder
N she asked if I had a pen
I said yea deres one in back a my trio
She pulled out her razor I said
I'll traid ya!
Her screen saver said niggas ain't shit
Dats funny cause mine said money over a bitch
I said I'll call ya
She u betta
Collected 20 $ from my nigga
Den later on got her on da phone like wait til get cha
She like what makes u so special?
[Chorus: x4]
I no where dat spot at girl...
24hours lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
If I had 24 hours to live.
Id wake up at 5 in the mornin and take me a piss.
Open the closet and snatch me a fit, smoke a stick.
An witch ever bitch I woke up with, tell her get out.
Den hop in the dodge and leave the house.
I got 7 bombs that's hooked up in the house.
Pulled out the remote, hit the button, blew up the house.
So tell the Orkin man it's cool, I killed the mouse.
Now it's only 5: 30 niggaz still sleepin.
In the whip I'm creapin an got 4 12's beatin.
An 15 speakers on both sides ridin with the doors wide.
Lettin out the 4 5 waken all the neighbors up.
Ridin on the side walk all on ya front lawn Captain in the skylark.
Ridin round with a half of that hydro weed.
Lookin for all them rappers who made songs bout me.
Creep slow got one bow bow die bitch.
Took his pinky ring and his chain dis my shit.
Pull around the corner saw two more put the peddle to the floor.
Blew them niggaz out the road damn now I got blood all on my windshield.
It's my last day so u no it's gone get real real ugly.
Streets gone love me if u ever hated u will not sleep comfortably.
Ridin round lookin for them niggaz who jumped me.
When I was in da 5th grade now I gotta switch blade.
Now I got a mack and a 9 caught dem on the corner blew them fuckers out day mind.
Shut the fuck up with that cryin.
Went back to where I went to school at chained up all the doors from the outside and lit a match.
Poof security guards, teaches and staff now see a new meanin of kiss my ass.
Den ride by that muthafucka and laugh.
As the police have a difficult time doing the math.
Shit fuck one pop 3 a them pills.
Ridin round lookin for a Lamborghini to steal.
I no it's a Lamborghini but still don't give a fuck.
Drove to the marathon filled it up ain't spend a buck.
Den zoom out that muthafucka laughin.
If dey want some trouble I'm a give 'em what they askin.
Poppin shit errywhere niggaz gone feel chip.
If not dis glock make em not feel shit.
Real quick.
Run up in that convenient store with a pump they never seen b4.
Lights out boom.
Steal a fly car click clack my car.
Told the bitch see ya tomorrow but I lied to her.
Cause I'm gone won't be long Wheres my herb wheres my bong.
Gettin high it's only rite that I jump off the VP buildin as if I can fly.
I'm in the middle of the air fuckin dis bitch that I just kidnapped one last nut splat.
Id wake up at 5 in the mornin and take me a piss.
Open the closet and snatch me a fit, smoke a stick.
An witch ever bitch I woke up with, tell her get out.
Den hop in the dodge and leave the house.
I got 7 bombs that's hooked up in the house.
Pulled out the remote, hit the button, blew up the house.
So tell the Orkin man it's cool, I killed the mouse.
Now it's only 5: 30 niggaz still sleepin.
In the whip I'm creapin an got 4 12's beatin.
An 15 speakers on both sides ridin with the doors wide.
Lettin out the 4 5 waken all the neighbors up.
Ridin on the side walk all on ya front lawn Captain in the skylark.
Ridin round with a half of that hydro weed.
Lookin for all them rappers who made songs bout me.
Creep slow got one bow bow die bitch.
Took his pinky ring and his chain dis my shit.
Pull around the corner saw two more put the peddle to the floor.
Blew them niggaz out the road damn now I got blood all on my windshield.
It's my last day so u no it's gone get real real ugly.
Streets gone love me if u ever hated u will not sleep comfortably.
Ridin round lookin for them niggaz who jumped me.
When I was in da 5th grade now I gotta switch blade.
Now I got a mack and a 9 caught dem on the corner blew them fuckers out day mind.
Shut the fuck up with that cryin.
Went back to where I went to school at chained up all the doors from the outside and lit a match.
Poof security guards, teaches and staff now see a new meanin of kiss my ass.
Den ride by that muthafucka and laugh.
As the police have a difficult time doing the math.
Shit fuck one pop 3 a them pills.
Ridin round lookin for a Lamborghini to steal.
I no it's a Lamborghini but still don't give a fuck.
Drove to the marathon filled it up ain't spend a buck.
Den zoom out that muthafucka laughin.
If dey want some trouble I'm a give 'em what they askin.
Poppin shit errywhere niggaz gone feel chip.
If not dis glock make em not feel shit.
Real quick.
Run up in that convenient store with a pump they never seen b4.
Lights out boom.
Steal a fly car click clack my car.
Told the bitch see ya tomorrow but I lied to her.
Cause I'm gone won't be long Wheres my herb wheres my bong.
Gettin high it's only rite that I jump off the VP buildin as if I can fly.
I'm in the middle of the air fuckin dis bitch that I just kidnapped one last nut splat.
I Run My City lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
[Chorus:]
Ain't no ain't nobody fuckin with me
I run my city daddy
I'm the man where I live
Tell em what my name is
Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper
Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper
[Verse 1:]
I'm a wreckin cappin money stackin
Pistol packin son of a bitch
I'm throwed I'm so throwed in the club
And I got my gun in this btich
Niggas be hatin talkin shit
But I don't get mad and throw no fits
I'm a let my gun do like the tip of my dick
Everytime I'm with yo bitch
Blast off cock boom
Bar b que sauce all over the streets
Pieces of of u everywhere
U almost as famous as me
Yeah I know u like my whip
But leave it at that cause I ain't no punk
Got a diamond in the back
And a sunroof top
Everytime I cock my glock I dunk
Forty five in my shotgun pump
Blow u out yo god damn socks nigga
I don't give a fuck u ain't heard about me
I'm a muthafuckin ox nigga
Flyer than a muthafucka hoes come and get me
I stepped out in my gator boots
And crocidile dundee tried to trip me
I don't play with these haters
I let em off until they empty
I bring kibbles and bits to the hood
So tell them pitbulls come and sick me
All it takes is one pound to the crown
And you lose no matter what game u playin
U can't beat the boss
[Chorus: x2]
Ain't no ain't nobody fuckin with me
I run my city daddy
I'm the man where I live
Tell em what my name is
Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper
Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper
[Verse 2:]
I'm a get my dough I'm a get my bread
Hundred dolla bills are worth
Alot more than yo head
What u wanna do
I got money in the bank
Tryna play battleship with chip tha rip
Yo ship will sank
I sip purple drank I blow purple dank
Twenty eights on a hummer truck
Will make it look like army paint
Hold up hold up stop hold up stop
My mind is blank
That hydro got my mind blown I can't think
Now are them 28s on that lil chevorlet
Or am I trippin
My car sits up to high
How the hell are we gonna get in
If it wasn't 24s and up
Then it wasn't chip then
Doors go outter or up up in the air I lift them
The wood in the middle of the christmas tree
Is what is what I'm grippin
Clear finger nail polish is what my car got dipped in
Nuts colored golden brown so I'm sittin in chicken
The outside of my whip is the color of tea
So I'm sittin in lipton
[Chorus: x2]
Ain't no ain't nobody fuckin with me
I run my city daddy
I'm the man where I live
Tell em what my name is
Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper
Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper
Ain't no ain't nobody fuckin with me
I run my city daddy
I'm the man where I live
Tell em what my name is
Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper
Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper
[Verse 1:]
I'm a wreckin cappin money stackin
Pistol packin son of a bitch
I'm throwed I'm so throwed in the club
And I got my gun in this btich
Niggas be hatin talkin shit
But I don't get mad and throw no fits
I'm a let my gun do like the tip of my dick
Everytime I'm with yo bitch
Blast off cock boom
Bar b que sauce all over the streets
Pieces of of u everywhere
U almost as famous as me
Yeah I know u like my whip
But leave it at that cause I ain't no punk
Got a diamond in the back
And a sunroof top
Everytime I cock my glock I dunk
Forty five in my shotgun pump
Blow u out yo god damn socks nigga
I don't give a fuck u ain't heard about me
I'm a muthafuckin ox nigga
Flyer than a muthafucka hoes come and get me
I stepped out in my gator boots
And crocidile dundee tried to trip me
I don't play with these haters
I let em off until they empty
I bring kibbles and bits to the hood
So tell them pitbulls come and sick me
All it takes is one pound to the crown
And you lose no matter what game u playin
U can't beat the boss
[Chorus: x2]
Ain't no ain't nobody fuckin with me
I run my city daddy
I'm the man where I live
Tell em what my name is
Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper
Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper
[Verse 2:]
I'm a get my dough I'm a get my bread
Hundred dolla bills are worth
Alot more than yo head
What u wanna do
I got money in the bank
Tryna play battleship with chip tha rip
Yo ship will sank
I sip purple drank I blow purple dank
Twenty eights on a hummer truck
Will make it look like army paint
Hold up hold up stop hold up stop
My mind is blank
That hydro got my mind blown I can't think
Now are them 28s on that lil chevorlet
Or am I trippin
My car sits up to high
How the hell are we gonna get in
If it wasn't 24s and up
Then it wasn't chip then
Doors go outter or up up in the air I lift them
The wood in the middle of the christmas tree
Is what is what I'm grippin
Clear finger nail polish is what my car got dipped in
Nuts colored golden brown so I'm sittin in chicken
The outside of my whip is the color of tea
So I'm sittin in lipton
[Chorus: x2]
Ain't no ain't nobody fuckin with me
I run my city daddy
I'm the man where I live
Tell em what my name is
Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper
Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper
S.L.A.B. lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
[Intro:]
Prettyboy Floyd
Got my nigga Chip tha Rip in the Office
I ain't got nothing else to say
Let's get it poppin'
This is exclusive right here
Street Starz radio
[Chip Tha Ripper:]
Yeah Chip tha Ripper
S.L.A.B
You already know who it is
Yeah uh now baby I'm the ripper
Your baby daddy's worst nightmare
Catch me by the Clair
I'll be right there
Niggas copy everything we say
Louie frames, eyes lower than my G.P.A
Riding and swerving
Kush I'm blown
Doors wide my trunk bump like Eddy Road
I don't cake hoes, I never tip the stripper
I'm rich bitch but you can call me Cheap the Ripper
Shell toes, yes. P.R.P.S
There's a man riding a horse on top of my chest
Polo fresh, I am ze man
I be slam dunking Tanqueray shots with LeBron
I told niggas keep it Carmelo, okay
Rolled past Dave told him hello and hey
Me and Cash in something holy on 23's ho
Back window says "Mama Mel Bicho"
Skateboarders grind, I grind too
That's why you can catch me in D.C. shoes
I quit the team but believe I'm ballin'
Want a verse? Put up a stack or quit callin'
30's on my Chevrolet call me super duper
Garage like roots I got more whips than Kunta
Riviera sitting on the Bulls' best hoopa
Y'all still riding 20's? Y'all some oompa loompas
Doors swang on niggas that got bad behavior
My four 15's woke up the neighbors
Interior crocodile alligator
I drive a Chevrolet movie theater
Prettyboy Floyd
Got my nigga Chip tha Rip in the Office
I ain't got nothing else to say
Let's get it poppin'
This is exclusive right here
Street Starz radio
[Chip Tha Ripper:]
Yeah Chip tha Ripper
S.L.A.B
You already know who it is
Yeah uh now baby I'm the ripper
Your baby daddy's worst nightmare
Catch me by the Clair
I'll be right there
Niggas copy everything we say
Louie frames, eyes lower than my G.P.A
Riding and swerving
Kush I'm blown
Doors wide my trunk bump like Eddy Road
I don't cake hoes, I never tip the stripper
I'm rich bitch but you can call me Cheap the Ripper
Shell toes, yes. P.R.P.S
There's a man riding a horse on top of my chest
Polo fresh, I am ze man
I be slam dunking Tanqueray shots with LeBron
I told niggas keep it Carmelo, okay
Rolled past Dave told him hello and hey
Me and Cash in something holy on 23's ho
Back window says "Mama Mel Bicho"
Skateboarders grind, I grind too
That's why you can catch me in D.C. shoes
I quit the team but believe I'm ballin'
Want a verse? Put up a stack or quit callin'
30's on my Chevrolet call me super duper
Garage like roots I got more whips than Kunta
Riviera sitting on the Bulls' best hoopa
Y'all still riding 20's? Y'all some oompa loompas
Doors swang on niggas that got bad behavior
My four 15's woke up the neighbors
Interior crocodile alligator
I drive a Chevrolet movie theater
100 Dolla lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
They call me chip tha rip
I got somethin big on my hip my hip
Hoes get off my dick dick dick dick
Now dip o shit I forgot to tell you SLAB in this bitch this bitch
You should already know that
Dream team I'm gonna show you niggas how we do
Polo ev zues paid 700 for the jeans boo
Karate chop the top off that chevy caprice
To bring that breeze through
Not a skateboarder but I wear DC shoes
Why? cause I'm on the grind sippin that hen til the bottle gone
I tell hoes I'm broke but really I'm a walkin bank take out a loan
I'm outa town makin that dough but
When I get home I'm gonan make yo bitch hit high notes you can't hit with a xylophone
Ya'll niggas is hollerin
Ya'll really don't need to packs
200, 000 grams ya'll wouldn't know what to do with that
I'm gon hussle till I got 100 dolla bills hangin outa my booty crack
Ha how cool is that
I'm a get my dough
I'm a get my bread
100 dolla bills are worth a lot more than your head
I'm a get my dough
I'm a get my bread
100 dolla bills are worth a lot more than your head
I'm a get my dough
I'm a get my bread
100 dolla bills are worth a lot more than your head
I'm a get my dough
I'm a get my bread
100 dolla bills are worth a lot more than your head
I'm gon get that dough
I'm a do whateva I have to do
I'm tryin to get back home
I'm from stump a motha fucka out avenue
Better known as st claire
Want me come get me
I'll let em off till the whole thing empty
You can believe it or not like ripley
I give a nigga fifty so don't temp me
Big body mazzarati
It do a little bit more than 160
Whoop outa all the niggas dat do dis shit my city pinkney
Yeah this rap shits cool but I shoot a nigga before I let a nigga dick me
Strong man iron man yeah I am the nigga that can lift up 800, 000 grams with one hand
Got matchin dolce and gabbana lotes papas
So if you one a dem niggas that's hatin
For some reason I can't see it
I'm a get my dough
I'm a get my bread
100 dolla bills are worth a lot more than your head
I'm a get my dough
I'm a get my bread
100 dolla bills are worth a lot more than your head
I'm a get my dough
I'm a get my bread
100 dolla bills are worth a lot more than your head
I'm a get my dough
I'm a get my bread
100 dolla bills are worth a lot more than your head
I got somethin big on my hip my hip
Hoes get off my dick dick dick dick
Now dip o shit I forgot to tell you SLAB in this bitch this bitch
You should already know that
Dream team I'm gonna show you niggas how we do
Polo ev zues paid 700 for the jeans boo
Karate chop the top off that chevy caprice
To bring that breeze through
Not a skateboarder but I wear DC shoes
Why? cause I'm on the grind sippin that hen til the bottle gone
I tell hoes I'm broke but really I'm a walkin bank take out a loan
I'm outa town makin that dough but
When I get home I'm gonan make yo bitch hit high notes you can't hit with a xylophone
Ya'll niggas is hollerin
Ya'll really don't need to packs
200, 000 grams ya'll wouldn't know what to do with that
I'm gon hussle till I got 100 dolla bills hangin outa my booty crack
Ha how cool is that
I'm a get my dough
I'm a get my bread
100 dolla bills are worth a lot more than your head
I'm a get my dough
I'm a get my bread
100 dolla bills are worth a lot more than your head
I'm a get my dough
I'm a get my bread
100 dolla bills are worth a lot more than your head
I'm a get my dough
I'm a get my bread
100 dolla bills are worth a lot more than your head
I'm gon get that dough
I'm a do whateva I have to do
I'm tryin to get back home
I'm from stump a motha fucka out avenue
Better known as st claire
Want me come get me
I'll let em off till the whole thing empty
You can believe it or not like ripley
I give a nigga fifty so don't temp me
Big body mazzarati
It do a little bit more than 160
Whoop outa all the niggas dat do dis shit my city pinkney
Yeah this rap shits cool but I shoot a nigga before I let a nigga dick me
Strong man iron man yeah I am the nigga that can lift up 800, 000 grams with one hand
Got matchin dolce and gabbana lotes papas
So if you one a dem niggas that's hatin
For some reason I can't see it
I'm a get my dough
I'm a get my bread
100 dolla bills are worth a lot more than your head
I'm a get my dough
I'm a get my bread
100 dolla bills are worth a lot more than your head
I'm a get my dough
I'm a get my bread
100 dolla bills are worth a lot more than your head
I'm a get my dough
I'm a get my bread
100 dolla bills are worth a lot more than your head
Keep On Pushin lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
[Verse 1:]
Yuh, ay kickdrums
Look ay bitch I'm from the slab
Ay strap on my lap I'm slidin down the block
I'm a get dough it ain't neva gon stop
Hoes see the chrome 4's and they follow, got my rims from the chrome big and tall sto
(Keep on pushin)
Pushin' what? candy cheverolet
Got a sweet tooth, I eat candy everyday
Pocket full of hundreds, I'm a run it where I stay
Bitch I'm from the slab, it can't be no other way
Up under my feet is where I stash that k
Get that half
Tryna get cash like ray
Hoes gon swang, and my trunk gon bang
Jollyrancher drippin' off the frame
(Keep on pushin)
Pushin what? candy golden cutless
Gotta about 10 12's makin' all that ruckus
I'm a let my trunk bump 'till I get a ticket
Candy paint look so delicious
Bitches just run up and lick it
[Hook:]
Dishin' out that work
When I when I chirp chirp
And that stain on my shirt
I'm a take them back to church
I'm I'm fresh fresh yes
Bitches go berserk
When they see me skirt
Kickdrum take em back to church
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Keep on pushin, we comin' down cap
Keep on pushin, ay we comin down cap
[Verse 2:]
J's on my toes, nigga I'm thowed
TIS 24's hoggin' up the road
Gotta buncha speakas on my gold when I swang
Cappin on these hoes, purple diamonds in my rang
(Keep on pushin)
Pushin what? candy caprices
Paint flippin' I pull up they be like sweet Jesus
Smooth on my do'
When I swang I'm a glo'
Screens fallin' from the roof
Screens on the flo'
If you lookin for yo girlfriend, I got her
I'm a boss, Bill Gates owe me 20 dollars
Look who's cappin'
Money I been stackin'
Screens on my goddamn jacket
(Keep on pushin)
Pushin' what? candy Buick Regal
Yo girl in the backseat where it's see-thru
Slabs look at this
28's yeah we did it
Chevy so big, I'm livin' like a midget when I'm in it
[Hook:]
Dishin' out that work
When I when I chirp chirp
And that stain on my shirt
I'm a take them back to church
I'm I'm fresh fresh yes
Bitches go berserk
When they see me skirt
Kickdrum take em back to church
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Yup, yup ungh, yup yup
Keep on pushin, we comin' down cap
Keep on pushin, ay we comin down cap
Kickdrums
Yuh, ay kickdrums
Look ay bitch I'm from the slab
Ay strap on my lap I'm slidin down the block
I'm a get dough it ain't neva gon stop
Hoes see the chrome 4's and they follow, got my rims from the chrome big and tall sto
(Keep on pushin)
Pushin' what? candy cheverolet
Got a sweet tooth, I eat candy everyday
Pocket full of hundreds, I'm a run it where I stay
Bitch I'm from the slab, it can't be no other way
Up under my feet is where I stash that k
Get that half
Tryna get cash like ray
Hoes gon swang, and my trunk gon bang
Jollyrancher drippin' off the frame
(Keep on pushin)
Pushin what? candy golden cutless
Gotta about 10 12's makin' all that ruckus
I'm a let my trunk bump 'till I get a ticket
Candy paint look so delicious
Bitches just run up and lick it
[Hook:]
Dishin' out that work
When I when I chirp chirp
And that stain on my shirt
I'm a take them back to church
I'm I'm fresh fresh yes
Bitches go berserk
When they see me skirt
Kickdrum take em back to church
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Keep on pushin, we comin' down cap
Keep on pushin, ay we comin down cap
[Verse 2:]
J's on my toes, nigga I'm thowed
TIS 24's hoggin' up the road
Gotta buncha speakas on my gold when I swang
Cappin on these hoes, purple diamonds in my rang
(Keep on pushin)
Pushin what? candy caprices
Paint flippin' I pull up they be like sweet Jesus
Smooth on my do'
When I swang I'm a glo'
Screens fallin' from the roof
Screens on the flo'
If you lookin for yo girlfriend, I got her
I'm a boss, Bill Gates owe me 20 dollars
Look who's cappin'
Money I been stackin'
Screens on my goddamn jacket
(Keep on pushin)
Pushin' what? candy Buick Regal
Yo girl in the backseat where it's see-thru
Slabs look at this
28's yeah we did it
Chevy so big, I'm livin' like a midget when I'm in it
[Hook:]
Dishin' out that work
When I when I chirp chirp
And that stain on my shirt
I'm a take them back to church
I'm I'm fresh fresh yes
Bitches go berserk
When they see me skirt
Kickdrum take em back to church
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Yup, yup ungh, yup yup
Keep on pushin, we comin' down cap
Keep on pushin, ay we comin down cap
Kickdrums
Get It Girl lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper (feat. Al Fatz)
[Spoken:]
Yep it's da fat al chip the ripper
[Chorus: Chip Tha Ripper]
Uh get it girl put it in my...
Uh get it girl put it I'm my...
Uh get it girl put it in my...
Uh get it girl put it in my...
[Verse 1: Chip Tha Ripper]
Baby in the ripper see me on them 4s tvs I suppose lookin for these hoes. bitches know the deal when they see me swing them doors tell em they ain't even got to take off no clothes. when you see me in that old school swervin prolly cause yo baby mama in my lap slerping. hit the freeway goin 77 south thick light skinned dime setting off the mouth. take your time speed it up really don't matter at all long as the baby batter splatter in ya jaws. let it shoot from the window to the wall. my knees week I try to stand up and I fall. now it's my niggas turn he got next don't expect a dollar we ain't writting no checks. I don't wanna feel your teeth this ain't the chewin two niggas and one girl what was ya'll doin.
[Chorus: Chip Tha Ripper]
She's a go liver
Put it I'm my
She's a go liver
Put it in my
She's a go liver
Put it in my
She's a go liver
Put it in my get it girl
[Verse 2: Chip Tha Ripper]
Ay lil mama got a ass so fat my nigga like damn look at that look at that. yea I set the school but I don't even wanna stroke her cause when she lick my nuts it's like I'm on a rollar coater. dear mrs. thick lips I'm the big blow the juices of the tip if you give it a good lick. I know you don't want nobody thinking your a trick but the windows on the cutty tinted I ain't sayin shit. me you and my crew can go somewhere private so you can salive it but you ain't gotta hide it. the whole hood know that you a go liver so go head and dive in my thighs like godiva. gave shawty a ride but she ain't have no gas money. she said chip I'm broke but you can get some ass from me. I gotta better idea I said as I reclined my seat. I had her quick weave bouncin to the beat like
[Chorus: Chip Tha Ripper]
She's a go liver
Put it I'm my
She's a go liver
Put it in my
She's a go liver
Put it in my
She's a go liver
Put it in my get it girl
[Verse 3: Fat Al]
Ay girl I'm swang nine and I ain't talkin about a nine but my dick is brain food good for your mind. oh you smoke that's fine atleast I know now she goin down down down for a dime. how rude of me it's the f-a-t pull up on threes candy green armani seats but that's only half you ain't seen shit yet. pull up fresh checks off the marquee jets. plus I gotta about a pound of diamonds on my neck. pull up in a lex my pockets to cash a check. don't mind me cappins a natural reflex. you won't reject cause I'm me and that's that. I ain't askin for much just a little jaw. not tryin to hit your walls just wanna hear you gaw. you make it hard for me to control myself. just thinking about your barin makes me hold myself. she be like
[Chorus: Chip Tha Ripper]
She's a go liver
Put it I'm my
She's a go liver
Put it in my
She's a go liver
Put it in my
She's a go liver
Put it in my get it girl
Yep it's da fat al chip the ripper
[Chorus: Chip Tha Ripper]
Uh get it girl put it in my...
Uh get it girl put it I'm my...
Uh get it girl put it in my...
Uh get it girl put it in my...
[Verse 1: Chip Tha Ripper]
Baby in the ripper see me on them 4s tvs I suppose lookin for these hoes. bitches know the deal when they see me swing them doors tell em they ain't even got to take off no clothes. when you see me in that old school swervin prolly cause yo baby mama in my lap slerping. hit the freeway goin 77 south thick light skinned dime setting off the mouth. take your time speed it up really don't matter at all long as the baby batter splatter in ya jaws. let it shoot from the window to the wall. my knees week I try to stand up and I fall. now it's my niggas turn he got next don't expect a dollar we ain't writting no checks. I don't wanna feel your teeth this ain't the chewin two niggas and one girl what was ya'll doin.
[Chorus: Chip Tha Ripper]
She's a go liver
Put it I'm my
She's a go liver
Put it in my
She's a go liver
Put it in my
She's a go liver
Put it in my get it girl
[Verse 2: Chip Tha Ripper]
Ay lil mama got a ass so fat my nigga like damn look at that look at that. yea I set the school but I don't even wanna stroke her cause when she lick my nuts it's like I'm on a rollar coater. dear mrs. thick lips I'm the big blow the juices of the tip if you give it a good lick. I know you don't want nobody thinking your a trick but the windows on the cutty tinted I ain't sayin shit. me you and my crew can go somewhere private so you can salive it but you ain't gotta hide it. the whole hood know that you a go liver so go head and dive in my thighs like godiva. gave shawty a ride but she ain't have no gas money. she said chip I'm broke but you can get some ass from me. I gotta better idea I said as I reclined my seat. I had her quick weave bouncin to the beat like
[Chorus: Chip Tha Ripper]
She's a go liver
Put it I'm my
She's a go liver
Put it in my
She's a go liver
Put it in my
She's a go liver
Put it in my get it girl
[Verse 3: Fat Al]
Ay girl I'm swang nine and I ain't talkin about a nine but my dick is brain food good for your mind. oh you smoke that's fine atleast I know now she goin down down down for a dime. how rude of me it's the f-a-t pull up on threes candy green armani seats but that's only half you ain't seen shit yet. pull up fresh checks off the marquee jets. plus I gotta about a pound of diamonds on my neck. pull up in a lex my pockets to cash a check. don't mind me cappins a natural reflex. you won't reject cause I'm me and that's that. I ain't askin for much just a little jaw. not tryin to hit your walls just wanna hear you gaw. you make it hard for me to control myself. just thinking about your barin makes me hold myself. she be like
[Chorus: Chip Tha Ripper]
She's a go liver
Put it I'm my
She's a go liver
Put it in my
She's a go liver
Put it in my
She's a go liver
Put it in my get it girl
Do That Shit lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper (feat. Lil' Wayne)
I love it when you do that shit
Girl go on head and get it
Move like you move it if you don't
I love when you do that shit
Girl go on head and get it
Drop it down bring it up and let it roll
I love when you
Do that shit yea
Do that shit uh
Do that shit yeah
Do that shit
I love when you do that shit uh
Do that shit yeah
Do that shit uh
Do that shit
I wounder how she do that man hold up
Lil momma allmost got my thing swold up
Spind a couple dallors on ya chan so what
Gotta hunder ones we can hit the damn truck
Wait did I say I had a hundred ones my bad.
A bitch will never evea say she had a dallor I had no
The only bitch I prolly ever spent cash on prolly
Was stupid head to see if I could last long
Hit the ass gone puumm me so fly
Gettin blowed in the back of the g 4
Grap a towl hurry up skeet skeet ohh
I said my bad what cha lookin at me foo
I want a bad bitch caz I'm a damn fool
Girl you gotta do somthings them hoes can't do
Come to my till room 129 I just gotta see ya one more time
[Chorus]
Let me know you ant scaard girl don't be acting like that
You know what I came to see gone trough that ass back
What chyou thought it was just me and all fats
It's a hundred slab niggas where the fuck your friends at
I tell a bitch get down then get down
I'm a stand up you can set down
Pull up to your house not so fast we fuckin in here right (yup) got your ass
I am so cool, locos on boo if you think you was gettin paid the jokes on you
Open up my hotel don't look on tha floor
You'll see one pair of pumps and 4 pair of shall toes
Yeah I share hoes bitch I'm from the slab
As soon as they heard the name they aske like me now
I just want to grab don't worry about me you just worry about stayin on beat
[Chorus]
[Lil Wayne:]
Money to be made best belive a nigga clockin
I runned my self like a quarter back option
I pictured 10 gs tell the bitch to go shoppin
She buy her self some cloths and she broght me back a chopper
See a nigga tryin to kick it but you know I don't play soccer
I am all about my cake I am tryin to marry betty crocker
A package on the way and on my whip game proper
And enugh for one keya see 70 thousend dallors
Now I was shootin dice smokin on a joint
I bet with yo gotti he hit 5 stright points
And yo we keep hustlin yo we keep grindin
You rap about money and a nigga might sign ya
Rap about me a nigga might find ya
But now nine in ya ass with your head right behind ya
Dope game bitch let his momma worry bout em
You can halla at me
Girl go on head and get it
Move like you move it if you don't
I love when you do that shit
Girl go on head and get it
Drop it down bring it up and let it roll
I love when you
Do that shit yea
Do that shit uh
Do that shit yeah
Do that shit
I love when you do that shit uh
Do that shit yeah
Do that shit uh
Do that shit
I wounder how she do that man hold up
Lil momma allmost got my thing swold up
Spind a couple dallors on ya chan so what
Gotta hunder ones we can hit the damn truck
Wait did I say I had a hundred ones my bad.
A bitch will never evea say she had a dallor I had no
The only bitch I prolly ever spent cash on prolly
Was stupid head to see if I could last long
Hit the ass gone puumm me so fly
Gettin blowed in the back of the g 4
Grap a towl hurry up skeet skeet ohh
I said my bad what cha lookin at me foo
I want a bad bitch caz I'm a damn fool
Girl you gotta do somthings them hoes can't do
Come to my till room 129 I just gotta see ya one more time
[Chorus]
Let me know you ant scaard girl don't be acting like that
You know what I came to see gone trough that ass back
What chyou thought it was just me and all fats
It's a hundred slab niggas where the fuck your friends at
I tell a bitch get down then get down
I'm a stand up you can set down
Pull up to your house not so fast we fuckin in here right (yup) got your ass
I am so cool, locos on boo if you think you was gettin paid the jokes on you
Open up my hotel don't look on tha floor
You'll see one pair of pumps and 4 pair of shall toes
Yeah I share hoes bitch I'm from the slab
As soon as they heard the name they aske like me now
I just want to grab don't worry about me you just worry about stayin on beat
[Chorus]
[Lil Wayne:]
Money to be made best belive a nigga clockin
I runned my self like a quarter back option
I pictured 10 gs tell the bitch to go shoppin
She buy her self some cloths and she broght me back a chopper
See a nigga tryin to kick it but you know I don't play soccer
I am all about my cake I am tryin to marry betty crocker
A package on the way and on my whip game proper
And enugh for one keya see 70 thousend dallors
Now I was shootin dice smokin on a joint
I bet with yo gotti he hit 5 stright points
And yo we keep hustlin yo we keep grindin
You rap about money and a nigga might sign ya
Rap about me a nigga might find ya
But now nine in ya ass with your head right behind ya
Dope game bitch let his momma worry bout em
You can halla at me
Ain't No Love Here lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper
[Intro]
[Hook:]
But I'm from where you get no love
Just a bunch of killers
There ain't no love here
Just a bunch of killers [x6]
[Verse 1:]
I'm blessed that hаνе to deal wіth emotions
When niggas act lіkе bitches thеу send em Lake Eerie floating
Thе hood I come frοm raised mе tο bе one οf thе сοldеѕt
I stay out the way get thіѕ paper these niggas vultures
I try tο stay thе realest nigga I can be at all times
Nothing уου саn tеll mе far аѕ I'm concerned they all lying
Everybody full οf shit ѕο I dο mу own thing
Keep mу circle tight niggas scheming I don't fuck with these lames
Long as I'm maintaining nigga I ain't complaining
I mаkе shit happen when it's fucked up I don't do no blaming
What's that gonna gеt me? Nothing
I'm trying to get me something
Helicopters flying cause niggas аrе dying from semis busting
Mу nigga Hulk told me gο in thе house at ten o'clock
He ѕау ain't nο future іn thе streets dog this shit is hot
Lot οf niggas don't advance in life because they dumb as fuck
Onlу one thing on they mind is coming up
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
Rіding down St. Clair
High as fuck I don't care
Floating through thе hood аt night
Crack thе window bless the air
Only puff the best in here
Take away the stress no fear
Niggas sure get mesѕed up here
AK Smith & Wesson yeah
Niggas learn thе lesson here
I'm wiser than the rest appear
I fuck wіth thеm professors here
Want O.G. gеt thе message see it
That's that type οf shit that be
On mу mind while I bе
Zoning rolling blowing trying to percept this reality
Ladies look аt mе lіkе I сουld take thеm tο thе fantasy
I take thе tο thе liquor store tеll thеm get some Hennessey
Then we to the crib see what she can do and all that
If she got a cold swag baby I'll call back
I don't trust these hoes they set you up fast jack
Niggas at your head thеу find уου where уουr stash at
Best thing to do is chunk a deuce when I roll through
And try to stay true cause that's what real niggas do
[Hook]
[Hook:]
But I'm from where you get no love
Just a bunch of killers
There ain't no love here
Just a bunch of killers [x6]
[Verse 1:]
I'm blessed that hаνе to deal wіth emotions
When niggas act lіkе bitches thеу send em Lake Eerie floating
Thе hood I come frοm raised mе tο bе one οf thе сοldеѕt
I stay out the way get thіѕ paper these niggas vultures
I try tο stay thе realest nigga I can be at all times
Nothing уου саn tеll mе far аѕ I'm concerned they all lying
Everybody full οf shit ѕο I dο mу own thing
Keep mу circle tight niggas scheming I don't fuck with these lames
Long as I'm maintaining nigga I ain't complaining
I mаkе shit happen when it's fucked up I don't do no blaming
What's that gonna gеt me? Nothing
I'm trying to get me something
Helicopters flying cause niggas аrе dying from semis busting
Mу nigga Hulk told me gο in thе house at ten o'clock
He ѕау ain't nο future іn thе streets dog this shit is hot
Lot οf niggas don't advance in life because they dumb as fuck
Onlу one thing on they mind is coming up
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
Rіding down St. Clair
High as fuck I don't care
Floating through thе hood аt night
Crack thе window bless the air
Only puff the best in here
Take away the stress no fear
Niggas sure get mesѕed up here
AK Smith & Wesson yeah
Niggas learn thе lesson here
I'm wiser than the rest appear
I fuck wіth thеm professors here
Want O.G. gеt thе message see it
That's that type οf shit that be
On mу mind while I bе
Zoning rolling blowing trying to percept this reality
Ladies look аt mе lіkе I сουld take thеm tο thе fantasy
I take thе tο thе liquor store tеll thеm get some Hennessey
Then we to the crib see what she can do and all that
If she got a cold swag baby I'll call back
I don't trust these hoes they set you up fast jack
Niggas at your head thеу find уου where уουr stash at
Best thing to do is chunk a deuce when I roll through
And try to stay true cause that's what real niggas do
[Hook]
Ask About Me lyrics - Chip Tha Ripper (with Kid Cudi)
Rollin' puffin' indo, Roll up all my windows
Wildin' with my kinfolk, for real tho'
Aye it's just chip tha rip and kiddo
It's just chip the rip and kiddo, (yeah)
Ask about me
[Kid Cudi:]
Dawg it's the weirdo again, I packed my bags back up in the land
Hoes talk down and then shake your hand better believe me my nigga supply and demand
I walked that line I learned then ropes did my I prayed and hoped now I'm getting back
[?] hoes wanna date put no limit just twerkin' and movin'
I stick Pro when I get it in then I might dip fast
If you focused you might cash but not like rape so please fall back
Live your life don't focus on money
Hello girl you can call me the moon man up above
I fly fast anywhere nigga any giving time a couple lines homeboy
I ain't gotta rhyme so nice with it
And I keep that wahoo fitted flow was gravy [?]
Back in high school hoes tried to diss me
Now all I gotta do is sing for a pretty thing give me five minutes she all on my ding-a-ling
Can't live if you ain't about something can't talk if you live life frontin'
Boss life from invisible see a model then it's go time
Another hand did so I took mine didn't have a watch so I took time
Format it now they gotta jock it
My slim cut jeans haters try to knock it now them same mother fuckers keep 501's
Then be bumpin' that slab bub
Rollin' puffin' indo, roll up all my windows
Wildin' with my kinfolk, for real tho'
Aye it's just chip tha rip and kiddo
It's just chip tha rip and kiddo
Rollin' puffin' indo, Roll up all my windows
Wildin' with my kinfolk, for real tho'
Aye it's just chip tha rip and kiddo
It's just chip the rip and kiddo, (yeah)
Ask about me
[Chip Tha Ripper:]
I be on that-that monster shit
RAWR bitch, lot's of dick if hoes get to beggin' that front door shall be their consequence
Get up outta here bitch, cudi got some hoes comin' and when them hoes come all they talkin' cummin'
Turn pike hustler that'll be I
Pullin' up to your city pretty high
And it's all for the rent it's all for the fifth the money goes to the kush packs in the seeds
And the music I do it for the hoods and the kids and the baby mamas who be in the hood with the kids
Do shit for the money fuck a favor text the address I'll see you later
M.I.A that's where I'll be but for now I'm a g r I n d
Till a nigga caked up ain't worried bout shit
[?] time nigga better worry about shit [?] time nigga better worry bout [?] they gone be up in your ass
If you talkin' that shit to the wrong mother fucker from the jungle dog
Niggas out here come and hunt you down
Dogs still be wild with a mother fucker and them 15s be jumpin dog
[?] in the place, [?] on my face
Fresh scampy I'm loving that taste, [?] 12 hundred for the case
Me and Cudi headin' out what's good
You done feel off like we knew you would
Now I can show you how to be a real nigga be the [?] and still be true to your hood
Rollin' puffin' indo, roll up all my windows
Wildin' with my kinfolk, for real tho'
Aye it's just chip tha rip and kiddo
It's just chip tha rip and kiddo
Rollin' puffin' indo, Roll up all my windows
Wildin' with my kinfolk, for real tho'
Aye it's just chip tha rip and kiddo
It's just chip the rip and kiddo
Ask about me
Rollin' puffin' indo, roll up all my windows
Wildin' with my kinfolk, for real tho'
Aye it's just chip tha rip and kiddo
It's just chip tha rip and kiddo
Rollin' puffin' indo, Roll up all my windows
Wildin' with my kinfolk, for real tho'
Aye it's just chip tha rip and kiddo
It's just chip the rip and kiddo
Ask about me
Wildin' with my kinfolk, for real tho'
Aye it's just chip tha rip and kiddo
It's just chip the rip and kiddo, (yeah)
Ask about me
[Kid Cudi:]
Dawg it's the weirdo again, I packed my bags back up in the land
Hoes talk down and then shake your hand better believe me my nigga supply and demand
I walked that line I learned then ropes did my I prayed and hoped now I'm getting back
[?] hoes wanna date put no limit just twerkin' and movin'
I stick Pro when I get it in then I might dip fast
If you focused you might cash but not like rape so please fall back
Live your life don't focus on money
Hello girl you can call me the moon man up above
I fly fast anywhere nigga any giving time a couple lines homeboy
I ain't gotta rhyme so nice with it
And I keep that wahoo fitted flow was gravy [?]
Back in high school hoes tried to diss me
Now all I gotta do is sing for a pretty thing give me five minutes she all on my ding-a-ling
Can't live if you ain't about something can't talk if you live life frontin'
Boss life from invisible see a model then it's go time
Another hand did so I took mine didn't have a watch so I took time
Format it now they gotta jock it
My slim cut jeans haters try to knock it now them same mother fuckers keep 501's
Then be bumpin' that slab bub
Rollin' puffin' indo, roll up all my windows
Wildin' with my kinfolk, for real tho'
Aye it's just chip tha rip and kiddo
It's just chip tha rip and kiddo
Rollin' puffin' indo, Roll up all my windows
Wildin' with my kinfolk, for real tho'
Aye it's just chip tha rip and kiddo
It's just chip the rip and kiddo, (yeah)
Ask about me
[Chip Tha Ripper:]
I be on that-that monster shit
RAWR bitch, lot's of dick if hoes get to beggin' that front door shall be their consequence
Get up outta here bitch, cudi got some hoes comin' and when them hoes come all they talkin' cummin'
Turn pike hustler that'll be I
Pullin' up to your city pretty high
And it's all for the rent it's all for the fifth the money goes to the kush packs in the seeds
And the music I do it for the hoods and the kids and the baby mamas who be in the hood with the kids
Do shit for the money fuck a favor text the address I'll see you later
M.I.A that's where I'll be but for now I'm a g r I n d
Till a nigga caked up ain't worried bout shit
[?] time nigga better worry about shit [?] time nigga better worry bout [?] they gone be up in your ass
If you talkin' that shit to the wrong mother fucker from the jungle dog
Niggas out here come and hunt you down
Dogs still be wild with a mother fucker and them 15s be jumpin dog
[?] in the place, [?] on my face
Fresh scampy I'm loving that taste, [?] 12 hundred for the case
Me and Cudi headin' out what's good
You done feel off like we knew you would
Now I can show you how to be a real nigga be the [?] and still be true to your hood
Rollin' puffin' indo, roll up all my windows
Wildin' with my kinfolk, for real tho'
Aye it's just chip tha rip and kiddo
It's just chip tha rip and kiddo
Rollin' puffin' indo, Roll up all my windows
Wildin' with my kinfolk, for real tho'
Aye it's just chip tha rip and kiddo
It's just chip the rip and kiddo
Ask about me
Rollin' puffin' indo, roll up all my windows
Wildin' with my kinfolk, for real tho'
Aye it's just chip tha rip and kiddo
It's just chip tha rip and kiddo
Rollin' puffin' indo, Roll up all my windows
Wildin' with my kinfolk, for real tho'
Aye it's just chip tha rip and kiddo
It's just chip the rip and kiddo
Ask about me
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