Lyrics Chop Street - Palmdan

Yeh
Youngteam
(Hemton Music)
Yow hemton
Din Din
Them know how we chop the street
100k jus drop a feet
Try stop me food, tell me who go dweet
Glock 17 load and ready fi squeeze
Pull inna them skeem, mi a sweep the street
Mek a nigga head bounce like Champollion
(POW)
Deh yea pon e block, and a smoke weed
All inna me sleep mi a medz deep
Haha
Hemton
Money affi mek gyal affi get fuck
Have a bagga car wull a them tint up
Boy try top me food smaddy get ink up
(Brrp)
Money affi mek gyal affi get fuck
Have a bagga car wull a them tint up
Boy try top me food smaddy get ink up
(Yeh)
Chat to me self, them say me nav nuh no sense
Do this with confident, mi gone far
Donkey lens
Richie inna di, Din Din inna di Benz
Mek money fuck gyal, yow it all make sense
Penthouse it nuh rent, wall a nuh zinc fence
Buy a old car fi do drive by it fulla dent
Rain a fall, get the tent
Gaw court, how it went?
Check the gram, nuh renae dat inna mi dm
(Heh)

Money affi mek gyal affi get fuck
Have a bagga car wull a them tint up
Boy try top me food smaddy get ink up
(Brrp)
Money affi mek gyal affi get fuck
Have a bagga car wull a them tint up
Boy try top me food smaddy get ink up
We nuh normal, everyday a new gyal
Cya tek e single a bare plural (yeh)
Gone wid har friend she get pill, Panadol
Drive down custom whip big van
Jump out me alone wid four gyal, left one wid brogad Daddy1
Din Din clean inna him air force 1
Light up di place like Christmas tree
Yuh gyal a gimme pussy, yeah she trust me
She deven know say har best friend jus leave
And you know mi fulla cash like heavy'd
(Wah me do)
Travel wid me gun, like buck B
Fi any lose bwoy, weh a try study we
Inna me straight jean, white shirt, wallabee
And di chain roun me neck it nuh stop freeze
Hemton
Yow Din Din
No jokes
Youngteam
Money affi mek gyal affi get fuck
You know it come down
We out here like all di the time
Ahh me a say yow truimage