Wiz Khalifa – Chappelle’s Show (ft. AD) (Lyrics, Video)

Watch the official video, get the lyrics to Chappelle’s Show by Wiz Khalifa featuring AD. The song was produced by Big Jerm.

Wiz Khalifa Chappelle’s Show (ft. Ad) (prod. Big Jerm)

Over the past decade, Wiz Khalifa has not only established himself as one of the premier acts in hip-hop but in all of music. Despite his major success, the Taylor Gang frontman has maintained the levelheadedness of being a supportive father in combination with proving that he’s one of the culture’s most gifted and polished emcees to hit the booth in quite some time. Now, the MMA enthusiast is back with visuals for his latest one-off single entitled “Chappelle’s Show” featuring the Compton-bred lyricist, AD.

The track produced by Big Jerm features a distorted and reversed soul sample accompanied by an imitation live drum pattern and funky bass line. Both Wiz Khalifa and AD perform a lyrical exercise over the instrumentation displaying their ability to cut up a classic drum and sample beat with their unorthodox deliveries.

Visually, “Chappelle’s Show” keeps things simple with the duo lighting up in one of Khalifa’s classic Chevrolet Impalas illuminated in hues of red. Both rappers also perform their verses in the comfort of the studio they most likely recorded the track in together while glimpses of Wiz Khalifa’s Mcqueen And The Violet Fog Gin make appearances in several frames.

Check out Wiz Khalifa’s “Chappelle’s Show” visuals featuring AD in the video provided above.

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LYRICS

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
No matter which way it goes, y’all be the rookies, we pros
I always stay on my toes
You smell the kush on my clothes
A real boss never folds or show the cards that he holds
I’m with my squad getting stoned
Or with your broad getting dome
A couple cars, couple homes off of the bars I composed
Speaking of composure, I keep it and I keep my team closer
Niggas need to keep their mouths shut, closure
If we don’t eat then what’s the outcome? Vultures
A pound of weed, you’ll never see me without one
Always lowkey, you hardly see me in town
But if you do I’m trying to smoke a zip if you down
We came up together but we different somehow
Think I figured it out
They don’t do shit, lil niggas just running their mouth
How do I say this shit without hating?
You built your crib on weak foundation
And forgot that you gotta live in that house

[Verse 2: AD]
Paid in full like Money Mitch, got a brick to sell
Lot hated the progress, I still wish them well
That lil nigga from Compton pray for a wishing well
Now I’m menaging with SZA, drinking white zinfandel
And [?] but never kiss and tell
Crap table in Vegas more than a Chippendales
I hear ’em plotting, nowadays I never get compelled
Fuck your couch, I’m Rick James like it’s a skit, Chappelle
Beating on the table, I’m grindin’ like it’s Clipse for real
I want gas rather pump, taking trips to Shell
Getting good brain, yeah that noggin could’ve went to Yale
Keep it silent when we beefing but that clip’ll yell
Shipping KK overseas til they strip the mail
Ride Clinton presidential, could’ve cripped with Bill
Or get that Scott from Gil
If you know what I mean, yeah