Chops – What's Fuckin Wit Us (feat. Raekwon) lyrics

[Intro: Raekwon]
Where Chops at?
Uh-huh, yeah, straight up magician shit
They call you The Butcher, huh?
Yeah, where The Butcher at? Where The Butcher?
This a Vocabice Water colabo
Yeah... Guns and ammo, you know me?
More ammo nigga, word up, go and do that

[Raekwon]
Aiyo, behold of the pale horse, or the nigga in the Rolls
With the code with the gold on, ill voice
The six invention of whips is ventin', on how we glide
Money on the line, wise decisions
Wild, see all the burners in the jumpers
And them niggaz got off frontin', Tig' Woods style
Hands is ready, machetes, ice pick
Five dollar killas, that'll run up in ya villa..
Blaow, you wild, yeah, dress my niggaz proper
Buy 'em a helicopter Friday, Wednesday got locked up
Call all the associates up, I need a new valor Monday
They got me in the jail that I copped
What up, more expensive sea glasses, jean jackets
Peep the unique fashions, street ammo, let the heat handle
Smooth, one of the illest fleets
Ice Watervocab, about to take over the streets, what?

[Chorus: Raekwon]
Aiyo, now what's fuckin' wit us?
For all the gun holders and drugs, now what's fuckin' wit us?
For all the ones holdin' snubs, what's fuckin' wit us?
And yo, fucked around and got his wig piece hit up
Aiyo, now what's fuckin' wit us?
For all the blunt rollers wit dimes, now what's fuckin' wit us
For all the rum holders in clubs, what's fuckin' wit us?
Aiyo, fucked around and got his wig piece hit up

[Raekwon]
Aiyo... There he go again with his shit
Who give a fuck if he rich, I will yap that nigga and his bitch
Comin' through frontin', they can get it
Vivid-ness, comin' at ya'll nigg