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Somebody open this door, I'm trying to get in game I go by the name of Choc, in the hall of fame In the type of I'm in, I belong next to Wilt Chamberlain I'm not at all a baller but I do know all the
I refuse to let you be the reason I lose And I ain't never been of another MC that's just as dope as me You must be outta your mind if you you come close to me I could rhyme, I write, I could rap, I could sing, nigga, I can do it all
Got guns, got knifes, got bats, ain't a to go to war You could get baddest, biggest niggaz that you running with I'm equipped with 16 hollow to fill up in this clip I got a whole lot of niggaz that'll ride, you want to collide
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Y'all going to make a nigga down your door your bricks, smack your bitch, sawed off Everybody, hit the floor, anybody move, I'm off Double R get shit jumping off, here's a brick bitch, nigga, it off
We the niggaz it comes to war When it comes to streets we done it all Damn niggaz say they don't like this That's a quick way to catch a ride in a Skip the hospital, the nurse, get the casket, get the dirt
Dump the body with the When it to this shit, I spit the best the rest, I spit the slang And I got shit split ya vest
I call the shots, you the cops Y'all never gave me all my props I give a fuck if I ball or not I'll get a motherfuckin' baller
Before a let the mag pop Get off cock Since I back niggaz mad, huh Double R got a back, huh, nigga
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May God be my by the time I'm finished my business I'ma put my through the door, knock this bitch off the hinges as I step on the floor, I'm surrounded by women Shoulda let me in in the beginning, too beginners pretending
I believe how the industry keeps signing Niggaz that got no type of flow They a little mixtape cop a little V8 now they got some dough
I wanna what your problem is I'm gettin' tired of We in the record biz Ty that's is who it is
Black eye is the we drop you know is flaming Straight to the top is where we Changing the game is what we
We the around Let the games you around I'm tired of on the door I'm 'bout it down
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