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the mekanix - the chop shop كلمات الأغنية

[intro: yukmouth]
yeah, my n_gga
we about to pick up that, uh, droptop aston martin thang i was telling you about my n_gga
you know what i mean, i had to give it to my n_ggas the mekanix first
to make sure my sh_t was real wet, you dig?
what you mean mane? don’t worry about that
where we at? huh?

[verse 1: yukmouth]
welcome to the motherf_ckin chop shop
i’m a beast, i’m a motherf_ckin sasquatch
i’m in the kitchen, and them pots hot
got the whole traphouse smoky like a hotbox
it’s marinatin like a crockpot
v_12, stepping on them squares like hopscotch
hit the corner in that aston, drop top
hit em with them birds man, make the f_ckin block hot
i’m a lockwood gardens n_gga
quarterbacking gun slinger, brett favre on n_ggas
in the kitchen i’m a chef, raekwon on n_ggas
i son your boys like a father figure
mobsta n_gga!
godzilla spit fire and stomp sh_t
i’m ox on the ground with the chop, who wanna run b_tch?
airholes, nose longer than hump’s sh_t
i’m filthy rich, but i still die for this funk sh_t
[interlude: rose ella]
we’d like to welcome y’all to the chop shop
on behalf of the mekanix
kenny tweed and 4rax
we’d like to thank all y’all punk asses slide through
zoo entertainment, b_tches
nolan park n_ggas
livewire
you know the mekanix, they gon give it to em

[verse 2: laroo]
career criminal, firearms invisible
top is invisible
see you at the munic_p_l
her frame low like an aston martin
a n_gga flipped football numbers and copped the aston martin
i’m up the coast, the work flow
we crossed clones and made mango kush, and sold the whole bush
blue diamonds, mac_11, and some credit cards
swipe your life like an atm, or play with lar’
got something sp_nky in a 18_wheeler
116 bands is what i need n_gga
move with me or around me, it’s your play
the hard hitter here yesterday, out today
meet me at the doc, slide off back to back
hunchback, move around these duffle bag
scale…hold it like a mobster
airsoft from the top
that new a martin, my n_gga, just copped
yeah
[interlude: rose ella]
these n_ggas say they mobbin
ain’t even got no car…screamin “gas!”
ain’t got no one betcho
show me what she do!
the mekanix
go get em boys

[verse 3: j. stalin]
i’m on the corner pushing cookies like a boy scout
tryna stack enough money to get my sh_t out
you know i upped the rims and blew the roof off
2 new compartments for the stroganoff
livewire, guess i gotta hold a n_gga off
see me floss, my n_gga, i stay in clean sh_t
sip a lil syrup, then i give that b_tch some lean d_ck
hotel on wheels, the boy’s got curtains!
girl, i know you want it, so we f_cking for certain
working that thing out like a surgeon
p_ssy so fat that it’s looking like a paw print
i f_cked her in the car at the parking lot at target
if a n_gga say i’m broke, he on that bullsh_t
i dump a full clip, then i go and run his main b_tch
if a n_gga say i’m broke, he on that bullsh_t
i dump a full clip, then i go and f_ck his main b_tch
[interlude: rose ella]
doing everything i love, it’s a wrap
east oakland, stand up
greasy black and white piano keys
spark plugs, spare tires, purple weed, silver patron
we got digital scales, 808 kickdrums
splash n_ggas!
candy wet paint
you ready for the ride of your life
you might wanna strap on your seatbelt too
nah, f_ck a seatbelt, we just ride
let the roof back
they back at it again
wrenches, turn em
what it run like?
the mekanix
steady screamin “gas!”
you ain’t even got no oil

[outro]
(sound of garage door closing)

- the mekanix

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