Choppers - Viper

See, we turning these corners, and choppin' these blades

Bumpin on fives and sippin' syrup in the shade

See we riding on the fours, and we pushin' tight loads

And we movin' in a row and everybody knows

That we showin' up, keep the party thick and alive

Peepers are clean puts stains in the eye

It’s early, time to make a loot

So I’m back on the streets, ridin' in a coupe

Big body, my boys in addition

While I’m lacked out listenin' to friction

Comin' from (?)

More wash than the sunshine state

Turn up the speaker, let the bass get loud

Volume on 8, bout to move the crowd

Man, it’s comin' out the back and the trunk

Fifteens bout to get the place crunk

Some say I shouldn’t be shamed

The way my bass goes loud it amazes

See, we turning these corners, and choppin' these blades

Bumpin on fives and sippin' syrup in the shade

Bout to head through the parking lot, everything is hot

Get a beef and it’s pop the top

Crystal clear sound that’s comin' out my tweeters

Go where the bumpin', no need for the heater

Yes it’s new and I paid it off

In my ear, got a player trippin' in another year

It’s the age of the thug, and I gotta let my system go

But the low, got a player think the speakers blown

But they not, and put my switch back on high

Now the ground is shakin' like 9.5

On the Richter, bout to head through the car wash

My car be jamming, no hog wash

Bout to let the beat thump, let the words hit

Got more tracks than the '96 Olympics

«Them boys they be ridin' too loud!»

Smart with the volume, know when to turn it down

See, we turning these corners, and choppin' these blades

Bumpin on fives and sippin' syrup in the shade

Left turn on the one way, doing things the fly way

Now I’m jumping on the highway

On my way to the scene, stepping out shinin'

The laser in my chain, it keeps the synchronize timin'

Time to go to (?) gotta choose

'98 blue two thousand and two

Knock out the dents, make my ride look new

Now I’m ridin' great pace, I decide to

Drop off for the final coat

Now my car is clean as a bar of soap

Speed gets set on the steering wheel

Reflection shine bright like a lighthouse on a hill

Make a U-turn, heading back to the club

While my (?)

Oh yeah, and the beat keeps hittin

With big flossin' players and we never gon' quit it

See, we turning these corners, and choppin' these blades

Bumpin on fives and sippin' syrup in the shade