Chophouse

[Verse 1: King Gordy]
Y'all niggas sell dope to be stars, this shit is different
I sell dope 'cause I'd have starved if I didn't
You think I want to be in this vacant with kerosene stankin'?
Same clothes, these same hoes beggin' to smoke and drink
What the fuck is Spotworkers? Soon to be boss, though
Rob the plug for everything, turn him to my opps though
Take over the city, get some gritty-ass cops though
Put them on a payroll, now I'm rollin' in the dough, boy
I cash out, guns and mask out
Hit the stash house, put it all away and come back out
My name is Gordy but they call me Big Van Dyke
Exit 218 King, I brought us to the light
Mr. Harper Avenue himself, yeah, I grip mics
My shit's like Big Mike, that night when he took flight
Jumpman, Number 23, it just looks right
Book flights to the cookie store, blowin' Runtz tonight

[Chorus: King Gordy]
Yeah! I got them choppers on deck (Choppers on deck)
And I will kill for my respect (Bitch!)
Yeah! I got them choppers on deck (Choppers on deck)
Talk slick, bitch, I aim it at your neck (Bah!)
Yeah! I got them choppers on deck (Choppers on deck)
And I will kill for my respect (Ayy!)
Yeah! I got them choppers on deck (Choppers on deck)
Talk slick, bitch, I aim it at your neck (Bah!)

[Verse 2: Illtemper]
Mom says I'ma catch, well she can catch these hands
She knew something was off when I used to drown my Teddy Grahams
NA sponsor super duper, she thinks I'm a sexy man
Bought me new crack pipes so I tossed that Pepsi can (Get it outta here!)
I be on the street cam, frozen in Jet Li stance
Tryin' to fight the nod but the nod swept me, damn (Damn)
Hand out free needles out of sketchy vans
Some dull disease works through the Hep C brand (Third grade)
I do a magic show in the heart of Kensington
Makin' whores vanish, then beheading them
Causin' more panic when my mug spreadin' phlegm
Mouth pourin' durin' pandemic, get fed with this venom cleanse
All I eat is psych medicine and Lemonheads
Meds second in command, do what Lieutenant says
Dead memory's a dead memory with real evidence
I just realized I left my fuckin' kids at Bennigan's

[Chorus: King Gordy]
Yeah! I got them choppers on deck (Choppers on deck)
And I will kill for my respect (Bitch!)
Yeah! I got them choppers on deck (Choppers on deck)
Talk slick, bitch, I aim it at your neck (Bah!)
Yeah! I got them choppers on deck (Choppers on deck)
And I will kill for my respect (Ayy!)
Yeah! I got them choppers on deck (Choppers on deck)
Talk slick, bitch, I aim it at your neck (Bah!)

[Verse 3: Dr. Fowlmouf]
It's been a long time with a strong rhyme, got old with a grown mind
While y'all online, I'll be on mine, on the grind 'til the stars align
You a second rate, I incinerate, don't litigate, nigga, get it straight
Gotta vindicate while I medicate, hope it leaves me in a better state
When I meditate, block the petty hate, make you levitate like a featherweight
Leave your head in the middle of the interstate with a dinner plate but you never late
Watchin' anime as I roll L's, smoke a bowl 'til the hole swells
Up at hotels with a hoe sale, stone throw to the toenails
Run trains on these porn stars, leave stains on they own cars
Get brains, got a throat scarred, keys played like a Mozart
Bitch dead from a nut splash, shit shot hard like a gun blast
Lickin' balls 'til she suck ass, what's good 'til the fun last
For people though, unique with the flow eating these beats of gold
My seed'll blow when freak hoes knees are weak like Meek when he speaks real cold
Stay solid, my dear, crazy product this year
Sorry I took long, but I let you know the doctor is here
I'm Fowl!

[Chorus: King Gordy]
Yeah! I got them choppers on deck (Choppers on deck)
And I will kill for my respect (Bitch!)
Yeah! I got them choppers on deck (Choppers on deck)
Talk slick, bitch, I aim it at your neck (Bah!)
Yeah! I got them choppers on deck (Choppers on deck)
And I will kill for my respect (Ayy!)
Yeah! I got them choppers on deck (Choppers on deck)
Talk slick, bitch, I aim it at your neck (Bah!)

[Verse 4: Mage Mortician]
I just sniffed an 8-ball off my newest chopper
Rip your fuckin' face off like a chupacabra
Dirty pot servin' rock, we gon' move it proper
Dirty shot, dirty Glock, just to shoot a copper
Whoo! Leave you dead in a ridden dumpster
Get high, forget about it, I wet 'em and sniff an upper
I do 'em real greasy, really evil, believe me
'Cause killing people is easy like getting your bitch's number
Dark and I'm never sober, heart is in Chernobyl
They marketin' serotonin, Ferrari the Testarossa
Aimin' it at your squad with the cartridges that I'm holdin'
I'm wavin' my fuckin' arms like Wingardium Leviosa (Woo!)
We levitate 'em when the shotty pop
Yeah, we celebratin' when the body drop
So wait, sold ice on the block flippin', cocaine so white that it got privilege