Lirik Lagu Young Gunz - Choclair F/ Memphis Bleek
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Verse 1: [Choclair]Now you can either try to join us or run from us,but don't dispute itChoclair gon' leave your brain scarredThe situation's hardThese niggas who be hating and dissing,but now I'm paid, now they looking for jobsI don't give a fuck of what you saw back in 9-5All things that I say, despite your long eyesWere all wise, leave you in awe like God riseAll words that I say, All get! All kinds!And break all spines, and why wouldn'tCause when these peoples ask who diss, I be like "I did it"So many niggas be dissing us niggasBut when these niggas confront 'em,up in their face that they be afraid to admit itI slap 'em in the face and make, every rhyme spittedYou heard this kid, roll with me, glide with meTake my hand, come slide with meDo you think you roll with Chocs and Bleek(What the fuck y'all thinking)So don't be bringing your shit round hereMy advice to you is get your ass backBefore it get slapped, turned out, and pushed backChoclair put the T-dot-O up on the map, bi-otch
Chorus:[M. Bleek]- Do you ever wanna see a nigga ball at the topWanna see a nigga fall, get it on with the copsI ain't changed, I still keep raw on the blockNigga hate me, I ain't never gon' stop[Choclair]- They don't ever wanna see a nigga ball at the topWanna see a nigga fall, get it on with the copsI ain't changed, I still keep raw on the blockNigga hate me, I ain't never gon' stop
Verse 2: [Memphis Bleek]Yo, you see the Memph man laid up, paid upInstead you wanna see a nigga sprayed upOnly use the waste upAnd I still bust off nuts, with a numb dick straight upFuck y'all nigga wanna do, Huh dukeI know thug niggas creep with a gun dukeMe too, except, I got one in the hand for the jump offNiggas still ain't learned the ledge, nigga jump offIt's real here, playa, you know what the deal hereNiggas in wheelchairs won't sit still hereBattery pack cats, get their cavity cracked blackIn fact, I still ain't stop pointing the mackAt y'all niggas who hate me, don't mistake meNigga, the money ain't create BleekWhen I sold trays, in hallways, and had braidsRob niggas, stomp niggas, for my P-Js
Chorus:
Verse 3: [Choclair]Standing 6-foot-1, dark skin, smooth brotherKnee deep, up in your women, circle,be my brothers underground in the guttersSubmerged under the nonsenseThose happy childs fronting with that coke-and-smile walkReally big dick style, could stick your girl, make her smileListen in, niggas say they gonna fuck me up nowNeed to understand paranormal land expandsPeople catching cock stand, when I touch mic standsEven woolen hand strands, best believe I got lyrics up the sleeveLittle brother from the Bridgemont-CPeople looking for a gig, your star's fadingI say step to the side when young guns blazing
Chorus:[Repeat 2 times]
Verse 1: [Choclair]Now you can either try to join us or run from us,but don't dispute itChoclair gon' leave your brain scarredThe situation's hardThese niggas who be hating and dissing,but now I'm paid, now they looking for jobsI don't give a fuck of what you saw back in 9-5All things that I say, despite your long eyesWere all wise, leave you in awe like God riseAll words that I say, All get! All kinds!And break all spines, and why wouldn'tCause when these peoples ask who diss, I be like "I did it"So many niggas be dissing us niggasBut when these niggas confront 'em,up in their face that they be afraid to admit itI slap 'em in the face and make, every rhyme spittedYou heard this kid, roll with me, glide with meTake my hand, come slide with meDo you think you roll with Chocs and Bleek(What the fuck y'all thinking)So don't be bringing your shit round hereMy advice to you is get your ass backBefore it get slapped, turned out, and pushed backChoclair put the T-dot-O up on the map, bi-otch
Chorus:[M. Bleek]- Do you ever wanna see a nigga ball at the topWanna see a nigga fall, get it on with the copsI ain't changed, I still keep raw on the blockNigga hate me, I ain't never gon' stop[Choclair]- They don't ever wanna see a nigga ball at the topWanna see a nigga fall, get it on with the copsI ain't changed, I still keep raw on the blockNigga hate me, I ain't never gon' stop
Verse 2: [Memphis Bleek]Yo, you see the Memph man laid up, paid upInstead you wanna see a nigga sprayed upOnly use the waste upAnd I still bust off nuts, with a numb dick straight upFuck y'all nigga wanna do, Huh dukeI know thug niggas creep with a gun dukeMe too, except, I got one in the hand for the jump offNiggas still ain't learned the ledge, nigga jump offIt's real here, playa, you know what the deal hereNiggas in wheelchairs won't sit still hereBattery pack cats, get their cavity cracked blackIn fact, I still ain't stop pointing the mackAt y'all niggas who hate me, don't mistake meNigga, the money ain't create BleekWhen I sold trays, in hallways, and had braidsRob niggas, stomp niggas, for my P-Js
Chorus:
Verse 3: [Choclair]Standing 6-foot-1, dark skin, smooth brotherKnee deep, up in your women, circle,be my brothers underground in the guttersSubmerged under the nonsenseThose happy childs fronting with that coke-and-smile walkReally big dick style, could stick your girl, make her smileListen in, niggas say they gonna fuck me up nowNeed to understand paranormal land expandsPeople catching cock stand, when I touch mic standsEven woolen hand strands, best believe I got lyrics up the sleeveLittle brother from the Bridgemont-CPeople looking for a gig, your star's fadingI say step to the side when young guns blazing
Chorus:[Repeat 2 times]
