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black hippy - zip that chop that lyrics

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[verse 1]
[kendrick lamar]
ring the alarm or wake to a bomb
you ain’t a rapper, you elton john, holding your john
i got a ton of croutons in the louis vuitton
that’s big bread, the chickens are flying, flocks when i call ’em

[schoolboy q]
paul and m-sson, half drunk, stuck in a poem
light matches underwater while i’m bracing the storm
i’m cool and i’m calm, laid back, smoking a farm
socking the sh-t out of n-ggas ’til i’m breaking my arm

[jay rock]
up in my zone, two blunts, cup of patron
.45 on me, shoot you if you f-ck with me wrong
no h0m-, pause, that’s your life and it’s going
flatline if you don’t put your life in the song

[ab-soul]
i never drove a fast car
i almost ran over tracy chapman, she said drive slow, i said f-ck off
ab-soul, w-ssup y’all, other than your subpar above all?
i’m a heaven gate, above all

[hook: black hippy]
and every time we in the stu
we cook that, chop that, what’s that, that’s crack
yeah, homie, this is what we do
3-1-0 sh-t, 3-2-3, b-tch
n-gga, welcome to the zoo, where we
cook that, chop that, what’s that, that’s crack
yeah, homie, this is what we do
3-2-3 sh-t, 3-1-0, b-tch

[verse 2]
[jay rock]
the black hippies, the bag full, the bag empty
so bump it all at the car lot, then crash quickly
i’m trying to come with enough power to p-ss fifty
i’m talking fifty bills, you n-ggas don’t fit the bill

[kendrick lamar]
you n-ggas don’t keep it real, you fake as pamela’s t-tties
i pound kitties, then hit the club with dogs with me
tan polos, no socks, chop d-ckies
tan coupe, no top, bumping biggie

[schoolboy q]
blowing sticky, before the group, been a hippy
nifty fifty, all blue, real crippy
big money, long stocks, ask pippy
mask on, one sock, i gets busy

[ab-soul]
i smoke blacks, relax, and watch walt disney
puff squares, pace in circles until i’m dizzy
speaking of disney, fantasies, i had many
i used to hate on mickey mouse cause he had minnie

[hook: black hippy]

[verse 3]
[schoolboy q]
napped through my final, made enough, richer than lionel
f-cking b-tches on my job, c-mming harder than a rhino
breaking their spinal, laid back, bumping my vinyl
navigation on the scopes, easy to find ’em

[jay rock]
find you and i’m right behind you, laid back, puffing a blunt
gat on my lap, constantly talking sh-t, i’mma dump
your homies acting charged up, they can still get jumped
take your chain, ash the kush for all you punks

[kendrick lamar]
however you want, whenever you want, you all can get it
contagious, it’s mad syphilis, blazing, it’s god-giftedness
die over death sentences, flow hot, plus the beat knock like jay witnesses
tell them i k!lled the witnesses

[ab-soul]
gifted as twenty christmases, itching to blow
like twenty b-tches with mouths that need a d-ck in it, wow
i ran rap for half a mile, then got tired
laid down and realized that i was lying

[hook: black hippy]

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