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Somebody open this door, I'm trying to get in this I go by the name of Choc, in the hall of fame In the type of game I'm in, I belong to Wilt Chamberlain I'm not at all a baller but I do all the rules
I refuse to let you be the reason that I And I ain't never afraid of another MC that's just as dope as me You must be your mind if you think you come close to me I could rhyme, I could write, I rap, I could sing, nigga, I can do it all
Got guns, got knifes, got bats, ain't a to go to war You get your 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 to make a nigga kick down your door Snatch bricks, smack your bitch, sawed off Everybody, hit the floor, move, I'm poppin' off Double R get shit off, here's a brick bitch, nigga, pump it off
We the niggaz it comes to war it comes to these streets we done it all Damn say they don't like this verse a quick way to catch a ride in a hearse Skip the hospital, the nurse, get the casket, get the dirt
Dump the body the shottie When it to this shit, I spit the best the rest, I spit the slang And I got shit that'll split ya
I call the shots, you the cops Y'all niggaz never gave me all my I don't a fuck if I ball or not I'll get a baller popped
Before a let the mag pop Get off cock I came back niggaz mad, huh Double R got a back, huh, nigga
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May God be my witness by the I'm finished my business I'ma put my foot through the door, this bitch off the hinges Soon as I step on the floor, I'm by women Shoulda let me in in the beginning, too many beginners
I believe how the industry keeps signing that ain't got no type of flow They drop a little cop a little V8 now think got some dough
I wanna know your problem is I'm gettin' tired of We belong in the biz Ty that's is who it is
Black eye is the Everything we drop you is flaming to the top is where we aiming Changing the game is what we
We the best Let the games you around I'm tired of knocking on the I'm 'bout it down
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