Hoodrich Pablo Juan – Chopper at the Door (Remix) lyrics

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
My fish white, order up a salmon at the Pappadeaux
The trap hot, serve you through the window or the burglar bar door
Switched it out, finessed a nigga, act like I ain't know
Rob who? Nigga, I serve with the chopper at the door
Niggas act like I'm a rapper, niggas know how that shit go
Niggas think this shit gravy, know how that shit go
Triple cross beat the double cross, know how that shit go
Better be glad I'm rapping, nigga
If I wasn't, I'd kick your door

[Verse 1: Diego Dose]
I've been finessing and robbing
Neiman Four Seasons my closet
I should walk around with a toilet
I shit everywhere and I'm sorry
She said: "You a dog"; I'm like: "Probably"
Don't come 'round here sniffing and fishing
You [?] missing, a young nigga tripping
They on them narcotics and that's how we living
Bought me a 'Vette off dog food juuging
OG gas, going fast for the pimping
That 33 for you slow motherfuckers
I can make a hundred G's, still be home before supper

[Interlude: Diego Dose]
Nigga
Diego, Pablo

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I serve the white and eat the grilled salmon at the Pappadeaux
The trap hot, serve you through the window or the burglar bar door
Switched it out, finessed a nigga, act like I ain't know
Rob who? Nigga, I serve with the chopper at the door
Niggas act like I'm a rapper, niggas know how that shit go
Niggas think this shit gravy, know how that shit go
Triple cross beat the double cross, know how that shit go
Better be glad I'm rapping, nigga
If I wasn't, I'd kick your door

[Verse 2: MPR Tito]
Play with them bricks like I'm [?]
Still making plays on vacation
I got more white girl than Playboy Mansion
I made a stash at a vacant
I need my lens like I'm a patient
Stay with the gun like a motherfucking station
If I run out of [?] I'ma rip off a [?]
Bags in my [?], looking straight from the Bay
Vixen from Vegas, she riding away
Keep one in the head, I put one in her hair, ain't no other way
Travelling and trafficking state to state
Couldn't bust down the pocket, just serve the whole plate
I got that Ricki Lake in my Bathing Ape
You think that's [?] but it really ain't
Four Seasons, so the number changed
I [?] and go feast like the king

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I serve the white and eat the grilled salmon at the Pappadeaux
The trap hot, serve you through the window or the burglar bar door
Switched it out, finessed a nigga, act like I ain't know
Rob who? Nigga, I serve with the chopper at the door
Niggas act like I'm a rapper, niggas know how that shit go
Niggas think this shit gravy, know how that shit go
Triple cross beat the double cross, know how that shit go
Better be glad I'm rapping, nigga
If I wasn't, I'd kick your door