I Got Chips - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Turf Talk]

I'm the real deal in the hood for real

Ride seven-deuces, put 'em on dudes' nooses

(Chipped up, chipped up) Put 'em on deep fishes

(Chipped up, chipped up) Every day of the week is Christmas

We the bad guys, in them fast tires

Errytime I turn around we gotta buy some tires (Errr!)

Bread's two-hunnids, we been doin' that (Been doin' that!)

That's the main thang, we been screwin' that (Hahaha!)

(Chipped up, chipped up) Broke ain't the word

Keep the bank account in my front pocket in case I splurr (Swish!)

I'm still the packagе, so they expect thе most for me (Expect the most for me)

Ask Turf, he brought the West back for me (He brought the West back for me!)

I love cognac, love cannabis

Or I'll do it to the bones and my black flesh (Black flesh)

Soon as I get money, I'ma spend that shit (Spend that shit)

I told you niggas I got chips! (Chips!)

[Chorus: Stresmatic]

Ride two-two's, deep-dish, with the lip

Big face, stacked up, my money clipped

Pants sagged, gettin' dough, so don't trip

I told you niggas I got CHIPS! (CHIPS!)

My redbone super thick, with the hips

Buy the bar, I'm a star, I don't trip

Two straps on my lap with the clip

I told you niggas I got CHIPS! (CHIPS!)

[Verse 2: E-40]

Ooh - Give 'em a lil' bit of time and then we'll be bumpin' this outta the state

Twenty years from now, they could be pullin' a vinyl out the crate

So they can sample and recreate

Re-enact to make a remix, what they do to all the great rappers within the Bay?

Right now I'm kinda high, chewin' on this hemp cake

Manage 'til I die, built for the air and grand grave

I feel like I can fly, seven-deuce muscle, old-school Oldsmobiles

Out here in the Yay, we put speakers in the car grills

Push bricks in heels, slide low on hard wheels

Dope deals and pills, so we can pay our bills

The hood smell like death, the street look like roadkill

It ain't many left, it's mo' fake than real

Brothers left on this Earth, they'd lock a bar in a hearse

We be hustlin', servin' that work and talkin' on chirps

Money long like train smoke, 223 in my pin code

Most know that the scheme slow, got chips pimpin', we ain't broke

[Chorus: Stresmatic]

Ride two-two's, deep-dish, with the lip

Big face, stacked up, my money clipped

Pants sagged, gettin' dough, so don't trip

I told you niggas I got CHIPS! (CHIPS!)

My redbone super thick, with the hips

Buy the bar, I'm a star, I don't trip

Two straps on my lap with the clip

I told you niggas I got CHIPS! (CHIPS!)

[Verse 3: Turf Talk]

I'm chipped up to tall my whip up

Man, I coon, I'm not a rapper, I just stay on tune

(Chipped up, chipped up) Yeah, I like to floss a lot

I like to buy things you know, cost a lot

(Chipped up, chipped up) Center of attention

My 26-inch rims lift my suspensions (You see that?!)

New rimmers, fly hoes

Keeped it all in my jeans 'cause my wallets won't close (Papered up!)

Walk around in metal detectors we love

We all real hood, know my face up

Sucka, I stone-pour it somethin' special

Money come fast where the pistol at you (Booyah!)

Stay off money, just to scrimmage

Keep goin' and goin' like our money's in this (Money's in this)

Look bitch, I'm rich (Bitch, I'm rich)

I told you niggas I got chips! (Chips!)

[Chorus: Stresmatic]

Ride two-two's, deep-dish, with the lip

Big face, stacked up, my money clipped

Pants sagged, gettin' dough, so don't trip

I told you niggas I got CHIPS! (CHIPS!)

My redbone super thick, with the hips

Buy the bar, I'm a star, I don't trip

Two straps on my lap with the clip

I told you niggas I got CHIPS! (CHIPS!)

[Bridge: Turf Talk]

I got chips, I got chips (Yeah)

I got chips, I got chips (Chips, chips)

I got chips, I got chips (I got chips, I got chips, chips, chips)

I got chips, I got chips, nigga (I got chips, I got chips, chips, chips)

[Outro: Turf Talk]

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