Changing Lanes Songtext
von CHOPS

Yeah-uh
Ch-ch-ch-chyeah
Ch-ch-ch-chyeah-chyeah-chyeah
And you say Chi city
And you say Chi city
I′m down with Chops in Philly
Nothin' really just to Roc, me, Free and Mac Milli
Listen, yo


I drove to New York with ten dollars to my name
Brought back a couple platinum plaques on a plane
Brought back the soul shit to change the game
Had a little beef I had to aim, the stain-less steel
The lyrics in my heart I can′t restrain they real
I swear to God I wish I had a dollar bill
For every time a nigga told me stick to the beats
I could have ate at Cheesecake at least six times a week
Plus I'm killin' these niggas on that lyrical shit
Mayonnaise colored Benz I push miracle whips
Dawg I′m killin′ these niggas on that lyrical shit
Mayonnaise colored Benz I push miracle whips
Changing lanes
Ch-ch-ch-chyeah-chyeah-chyeah
I'm changing lanes