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diego dose - chopper at the door (remix) lyrics

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[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
my fish white, order up a salmon at the pappadeaux
the trap hot, serve you through the window or the burglar bar door
switched it out, finessed a n-gga, act like i ain’t know
rob who? n-gga, i serve with the chopper at the door
n-ggas act like i’m a rapper, n-ggas know how that sh-t go
n-ggas think this sh-t gravy, know how that sh-t go
triple cross beat the double cross, know how that sh-t go
better be glad i’m rapping, n-gga
if i wasn’t, i’d kick your door

[verse 1: diego dose]
i’ve been finessing and robbing
neiman four seasons my closet
i should walk around with a toilet
i sh-t everywhere and i’m sorry
she said: “you a dog”; i’m like: “probably”
don’t come ’round here sniffing and fishing
you [?] missing, a young n-gga tripping
they on them narcotics and that’s how we living
bought me a ‘vette off dog food juuging
og gas, going fast for the pimping
that 33 for you slow motherf-ckers
i can make a hundred g’s, still be home before supper

[interlude: diego dose]
n-gga
diego, pablo

[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
i serve the white and eat the grilled salmon at the pappadeaux
the trap hot, serve you through the window or the burglar bar door
switched it out, finessed a n-gga, act like i ain’t know
rob who? n-gga, i serve with the chopper at the door
n-ggas act like i’m a rapper, n-ggas know how that sh-t go
n-ggas think this sh-t gravy, know how that sh-t go
triple cross beat the double cross, know how that sh-t go
better be glad i’m rapping, n-gga
if i wasn’t, i’d kick your door

[verse 2: bl–dy t-to]
play with them bricks like i’m [?]
still making plays on vacation
i got more white girl than playboy mansion
i made a stash at a vacant
i need my lens like i’m a patient
stay with the gun like a motherf-cking station
if i run out of [?] i’ma rip off a [?]
bags in my [?], looking straight from the bay
vixen from vegas, she riding away
keep one in the head, i put one in her hair, ain’t no other way
travelling and trafficking state to state
couldn’t bust down the pocket, just serve the whole plate
i got that ricki lake in my bathing ape
you think that’s [?] but it really ain’t
four seasons, so the number changed
i [?] and go feast like the king

[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
i serve the white and eat the grilled salmon at the pappadeaux
the trap hot, serve you through the window or the burglar bar door
switched it out, finessed a n-gga, act like i ain’t know
rob who? n-gga, i serve with the chopper at the door
n-ggas act like i’m a rapper, n-ggas know how that sh-t go
n-ggas think this sh-t gravy, know how that sh-t go
triple cross beat the double cross, know how that sh-t go
better be glad i’m rapping, n-gga
if i wasn’t, i’d kick your door



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