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Correct Chop Chop Ninja Lyrics
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[Chorus] What are the true keys to being a ninja? Dressed in all black, perfect vision, And that movement is in silence, ah What are the true keys to being a ninja? Dressed in all black, perfect vision, And that movement is in silence This is Shaolin (Shaolin) this is Shaolin (Shaolin) This is Shaolin, Shaolin, Shaolin This is Shaolin, this is Shaolin This is Shaolin, Shaolin, Shaolin Get away from there, shit Want to believe it Yeah, oh shit Fresh from the lands of Shaolin, nigga Check this shit out, man, yo He threw a kick at me, I back-slapped him, I pulled out the mack He kicked it out of my hand, how real that? Yo, a place where niggas get it on at I think it evolved around three hundred raps, thirty stacks He had black on, yup, I was dusted, with all of my bengals on Two rings clustered, shorty black He was there, this my nigga, check the bullshit, he jabbed China Man He threw a sword right through his wool shit Now he throwing stars at the kid, I'm jumping over my car, yo Trying to get to my glove box and shit Got the door open, gash in my Caesar, my sneakers got red on it Know that's blood, he threw a piece of a chain with a long blade on it And a nigga was buckwild, I'm ducking and dodging Trying to stick 'em with my little blade, Rae in some trouble I got to the glove box, I threw two shots, he disappeared [Chorus] I stay there like it ain't nothing to face fear Flowers by the grave of the niggas who say where I'm straight tear, tell them don't play fair Then retaliation, I'm a shake 'em just for scraping my suede pair He told me "Yo, wait right here, son, I been there" Rip your pockets off plus nut in your dame hair Broad day, even with Jake there, serious Last time you saw me I was rocking the same stare Do or die, you or I, cousin, I pray for you Forgive me for my sins, father, this is what they made me do Nonsense cause me to slay the fool, rather than play the fool I resort to waving the gauge at you [Chorus] The year of the bullshit, why me? The nigga had Asics on A three hundred dollar pair, B You don't scare me, wiping blood, hear me? He laugh with a sinister grin, the sun went down, this is grim Now I'm sweating, still repping my square, you probably under a chair Black hood on and sporting a gray beard Respect mine, or there go your head line A nigga got caught up, and left naked sporting a necktie Skip town slide to west side, CSI riding on my hides So I'm out til next time [Repeat :x3] Ha-ah, ha-ha-ah Ha-ah, oooh-oooh-ooh-ooooooh
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