Tha Chop

Baby Bash

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    I'm with my momma rant-a-car with ten and a half pounds
    No DL's, an endless amount of rounds
    With my mind on my mansion, I'm smashin about the town
    You thought I was a hog? Wait till I clown now
    Basha with me, believe me, disturbin three for the fifty
    And I wish a mutha fucker would try to get with me
    'cos I'm nifty with the milly when the torch is on
    And Play every play like its fourth and long
    Now when the horse is gone, I beat the shit out the pig
    It dont take much, to split a fools wig
    See im only one shot from making the headlines
    So quick nigga, got quarters and dead lines
    Shakin the bed time, they checking my barcode
    A.T.F, I.N.S and the US Marshal
    And this is aint nathin new to me
    Capitalize on opportunity (Uh!)
    And this is aint nathin new to me
    Capitalize on opportunity
    (Which way did he go?)
    (Which way did he go?)
    (Which way did he go?)

    (CHORUS)

    This is aint nothing new to me
    Look at what they do to me
    Need to Chill, try to stop
    Did dirt with it now I gotta buy tha chop
    This is aint nothing new to me
    Look at what they do to me
    Need to Chill, try to stop
    Did dirt with it now I gotta buy tha chop

    (SECOND VERSE)

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    This old shit aint new to me
    I'm rockin stolen jewelry
    Try to chill so I leave the bay
    Did dirt with it now I gotta keep the K
    Bash a dude's wig over baby bash
    He my smokin nephew, we be checkin brazin cash
    We kept G's on the omni floor
    Put the bloody bills with the Tommy in the drawer
    Tell mummy with the rock, break a lil a corner off
    I don't like that bammer, I don't wanna cough
    You got to watch every step
    P walk and pull out a teck
    I thought you knew I'm a vet
    Let loose and threw up my set
    A-W-A-X to Latex
    Glove on my left hand can only mean death mayne.

    (CHORUS)

    This is aint nothing new to me
    Look at what they do to me
    Need to Chill, try to stop
    Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop
    This is aint nothing new to me
    Look at what they do to me
    Need to Chill, try to stop
    Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop

    (THIRD VERSE)

    Now it's that pimpin ass Gringo
    Bitch is you single?
    I spit heat, hit the street, stack em out the window
    Bay area lingo, iz what a playa blessed with
    Ten shots with his own spots is all I ever messed with
    So if you broke, I aint even hearda ya
    Come around me again and ima murder ya
    I need some loot, so watch how I take ya town
    A bitch wanna hold me, I track her down
    Get up in the brain, take over the soul
    4 G's a night, I'm ready to roll
    A big long black hella beat in the trunk
    Baby kick back its hella heat for the funk
    A dare a mutha fucker, a step to the low
    One too many drinks, now he's gettin a roll
    So??? Tell them get this
    It's JT, I'm a dog when I spit this

    (CHORUS)

    This is aint nothing new to me
    Look at what they do to me
    Need to Chill, try to stop
    Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop
    This is aint nothing new to me
    Look at what they do to me
    Need to Chill, try to stop
    Did dirt with it now I gotta buy the chop

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    Composición: Aaron Dopple, Baby Bash, Happy y Jay Tee

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