UGK - Choppin’ Blades lyrics

Uh, hol' up
For all them niggas out there ridin' candy
Know what I'm talkin' about?
Blowin' on somethin' sweet goin' down
Hol' up check it

Boys kickin' back, layin' in the shade
Ain't nobody trippin' cause the
Money already made
The 90s was for jackin', 2000 for the ballers
The drop top Jag or the candy red Impala
If you sellin' big cheese: keep pushin'
My nigga
Polo horses on my bed: fuck Hilfiger
I'm Pimp C, bitch, in the ghetto I'm a star
I made this for the niggas
Tryna chop in they cars
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades


Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades

Now, when I turn my knock up
And bangin' yo' block up
Without pickin' my Glock up: I'm
Raisin' my stock up
I got haters on lock-up where
They slangin' rock up
And bangin' Makaveli 7, crankin' my 'Pac up
Now, ain't no stoppin' when
The tops start droppin'
Hearin' Fat Pat rappin'
Your hat back cappin'
In a black 'Lac mackin' wit' a bop in a fade
Boy, we fat stack packin'
Steady choppin' on blades

Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades

It's time to hit the slab
The Benz sittin' low
I'm puffin' on the 'dro
I got the pistol in the do'
I pulled up in my ride
These hoes lookin' hot
If she get up on my leather
Then her panties gon' drop
I just can't stop, bleedin' my block
Got some prime cut cot
I mean some private-ass stock
They put it in they mouth and never say no
Some nut-suckin' hoes
I mean some dick-suckin' pros
That like to get exposed
And play with they nose
And bend they pussy over for my
Nigga and touch they toes
She do that shit for daddy
But them tricks gotta pay
Just like E-40: pimpin' in a major way
It's all for the money she tryna stay paid
She steady breakin' niggas on
Them shiny-ass thangs
I'm deep up in the street
I'm tryin' to fill my nuts
And later on I'mma try to
Skeet it on her butt

Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades

Say, nigga, I keeps my rims clean
Shinin through a dim scene
Got yo' bitch' pussy wetter than the
Captain of the swim team
Steppin' out the Caddy, bitch
I'm fresher than Dentyne
Slicker than Crisco, sweeter than Nabisco
From Philly to 'Frisco where the
Don be a Sisqo you better get some Blades if
You still ridin' this, ho
Boys puttin' Swangers on Benzes
It gotta stop
If you finna ride foreign, then, nigga
You gotta chop
And Southern niggas still got the
Nerve to ride D's
I ain't hatin' on Daytons, but it's 2000
Nigga please it's all about the candy paint
It's all about the Vogues, man
It's all about the slab, baby
It's all about the hoes
Got some cons and some pros:
Some real and some fraud
Hated on by a nigga, hated on by a broad
So long as J's sell
And them boppin' hoes slut
I'll be ridin' chromin' blades
Steady choppin' hoes up

Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades
Could I, would I, should I break 'em?
Ugh i wanna chop blades

Yeah, dedicated to boys choppin'
On chromin' thangs
Damn blades, know what I'm sayin'?
Boys choppin' in the tre
Choppin' in that 4th choppin' in the 5th
Acres Home southside MLK
Southwest Spice West club Creek
Boys choppin' on blades in PA
Up and down Gulf Way on the Westside
Eastside boys choppin' in D-town
In that Oakcliff in that North Dallas
Boys choppin' all over this damn South
Boys even be choppin' up in New York
Know what I'm sayin'? And that LA