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Angkor Wat - Текст песни Choppas
(D-Gotti talking)
 We Po'ed up, we showed up 
 and we still rolling on choppas 
 it ain't stoping know what im talking about
 it's D-goti, wreckshop to tha grave
 it's going down, mo-yo, feel this here baby
 (verse 1: D-Gotti)
 These blades are choppin'
 And these babes are boppin'
 Got a cup full of mud and my trunk is knockin'
 Felling my FUBU 
 Hollering what it do
 Hitting circles throug the lot like im in a hula-hoop
 Who the crew that stang these streets like bees
 We the G's that be's and i'll flow from over seas
 Hold the trees big moe while I split the optimo
 In a wide body Benz-O going bout 4
 Oh, the ex-o just hit me where it hurt
 Im bout to jump down and flirt
 And get up some skirts
 Let the ice do the work
 Put us up in the dentist
 After we hit the lenards till they know who sent us
 You can fuck 
 but your ass can't stay and drank drank
 Next morning we hooked up eating breakfast at the Frank's 
 Doing the same thing we did the day before
 Choppin the sceene and knocking down bad hoe's
 (Chorus)
 Chop-pas 
 Rolling in my candy red car 
 Roling on Chop-pas
 Sippin a big daddy cup of barre
 Chop-pas
 I Gotta feel that Mo-yo 
 Crawling through these city streets
 Sippin on a what straight 4
 And we rollin
 (Verse 2: Big M.O.E.)
 Down south, We rolling nation wide
 Popped up mo-yo foregin ride
 Put it down for that boy Po-yo
 On the low low Im a young pro
 In this game I ain't lame 
 Rolling down on chops 
 Smoking on the Killer Mary Jane
 Coming down freestyle, playa buck wild
 Big M.O.E. is a throwed child
 Im a leave lean , stack my green
 Everytime you see the moe im on the codine
 Im out the damn tre, a playa don't play 
 Bout to chop it up for them boys everyday
 Choppa's, rolling on those choppa's 
 Cha-cha-pas
(Chorus)
 (Verse 3: Noke-D)
 Chop Chop, When i hit the block
 I told you once before that the shit won't stop
 Wreckshop to the grave trunk pop make it say hey
 Hello hi hey how ya doing 
 Put the screw in your deck Throw up yo set, 
 And go on break your neck cause the 20 inchs wet
 And I bet that if we sip three whole eights 
 Pop 1,2 a piece these hoes gone hate, MAN!!!!
 (Verse 4: D-Wreck)Angkor Wat - Choppas - http://ru.motolyrics.com/angkor-wat/choppas-lyrics.html
 Wreckshop baby so playa made 
 Im a let the top down let the sun hit the braids
 Im a bleed these blocks till my heart beat stop 
 Keep the streets on lock, cause the shit be hot
 D-Wreck tote glocks, cause we tote big knots
 Methazyne on the rocks till my belly pop 
 So clean when we shop, my car never stop 
 Candy gleam off the drop make your girl flip flop
 D-wrezay tell me how ya feel 
 It's all about the scrill want a billon dollar deal
 Noke-Deazy tell me how do ya feel 
 Some get it how they love it but we get it how we feel
 D-Wreck, Noke-D handle business the same
 We fuck hoes and sip 4's cause we running this thang
 Some thangs never change they remain the same
 P-A-T and E-S-G and M-O-E gone bang 
 rolling
(Chorus 2x)
 (Big M.O.E.)
 Chop chop-pas 
 Coming down I'm a G
 Chop chop-pas
 Gotta feel that M-O-E
 Chop Chop-pas
 Mo-yo and the Noke-D
 D-Gotti rolling with Mo-yo 
 D-Wreck let em know we aint no hoe
 Rolling on Chop Chop-pas 
 Breaking boys off in the south 
 Rolling on Chop Chop-pas
 Drank syrup so I don't cough
 Chop Chop-pas
 It's Mo-yo a young G
 I gotta feel Barre Baby 
 Wrecking these H-Town streets
 Rolling on yea
 (Verse 5: Big Moe)
 Chop chop chop chop chop
 I keep a glock cocked
 For the haters Knock knock 
 I do the body roc make the ass end hop 
 What's the damn deal Moe i'm for real
 Hold the microphone showing my naked skills
 Whats up Noke-D, Whats up Skip dog
 Out the south side Moe rolling Boss hog
 Boss hogging streets, Knocking down freaks
 Its Mo-yo stay riding my meat
 Ride Big Moe I never been a hoe
 Crawling down and you know a G
 Letting them boys what know 
 Stay sipping drank
 Sippin my sealed out pint
 I'll beat that seal on a 4 man 
 just in case im a roll with Pokey
 Sippin on P P-t 
 All cause my partna big snoop
 Sippin on Drank Gal-lon 
 Boys can't drank more than Moe
 Drank Baby
 Boys talking bout they the barre baby
 I've been saying this shit since long ago
 Out my momma womb I sipped a 4
 Its Big Moe, Mo-yo
 (Talking)
 Know what I'm saying
 Stay sipping










