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Choclair
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Young Gunz
Choclair F/ Memphis Bleek Verse 2:[Memphis Bleek] Yo, you see the Memph man laid up, paid up Instead you wanna see a nigga sprayed up Only use the waste up And I still bust off nuts, with a numb dick straight up Fuck y'all nigga wanna do, Huh duke I know thug niggas creep with a gun duke Me too, except, I got one in the hand for the jump off Niggas still ain't learned the ledge, nigga jump off It's real here, playa, you know what the deal here Niggas in wheelchairs won't sit still here Battery pack cats, get their cavity cracked black In fact, I still ain't stop pointing the mack At y'all niggas who hate me, don't mistake me Nigga, the money ain't create Bleek When I sold trays, in hallways, and had braids Rob niggas, stomp niggas, for my P-Js
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Verse 3: [Choclair] Standing 6-foot-1, dark skin, smooth brother Knee deep, up in your women, circle, be my brothers underground in the gutters Submerged under the nonsense Those happy childs fronting with that coke-and-smile walk Really big dick style, could stick your girl, make her smile Listen in, niggas say they gonna fuck me up now Need to understand paranormal land expands People catching cock stand, when I touch mic stands Even woolen hand strands, best believe I got lyrics up the sleeve Little brother from the Bridgemont-C People looking for a gig, your star's fading I say step to the side when young guns blazing
Chorus: [Repeat 2 times]
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