Choclair

(Chocs) Like...
(Jully) Turn it on, light it up, we gon set this.. on fire
(Chocs) Yeea, yeea, ha ha
(Chocs) We in the plane, floatin through the cloud, right
(Jully) Turn it on, light it up
(Chocs) From the inside turn down the lights right
(Jully) ..on fire
(Jully) Hit the trees, or hook the breeze, get your second plate for free

(Choclair)
Sit back, relax, inhale the 'dro watch clouds take shape
Then exhale slow.. you know!
Now you in the right mode, to float and fly
Hop in the ride, '81 Mustang, the T ditto side
The ride don't matter, flatter who?
It's all about we and the crew
And at 2 o' clock the girls'll pass through
That Suave Dawg game, and it's more than a few
The G-shorts and the tank tops'll do
With they hands on they boo - you know how we do
You know how these Canadians do
West Indian's, Asian, Latino's do
Holla at the birdy that be smilin at you
Even though your with the misses, she thinks your delicious
It's something that this blue sky does
Green grass, enough Bud, it's summer-time love

(Chorus 2x: Jully Black)
Turn it on, turn it on, light it up
We gon set this.. on fire
Hit the trees, or hook the breeze
Get your second plate for free

(Choclair)
Excuse me miss, don't mean to be rude but...
Damn, you looking good like food
Pumpin it so high feel like a candle
Your a coming to ride, this is what we gon do
Skip off your drawer, swim by Jamal's
And later on maybe you can work your drawers
I know sometimes I might get a little raw, but
Your candy eyes is I, candy an I, a
Can't even lie, I, let's see your thigh
I've been sizing you girl for quite some time
Don't got a lot of money so riches I can't buy
But ah, get with this vibe we can soar real high (high)
In the Century Sam, give a damn if they don't understand
Bald, heavy head high is the scribe
Look like we walk like we on high rise
At least in the minds, so we walk as such, yeah

(Chorus)

(Choclair)
Funk you up, we get down
You funking with the Suave Dawg chap, with ill dawg sounds
Funk you up, we get down
And when you mind right, you'll see
It's just family, clubs you don't need
So chill from the scene
About every hour puff the Al Green
Hop in the car, drive the 3-D
Blow down the windows, raise the P-B's
Parents, they roll up, don't understand we
I neck-snappin, hard, they can't catch the beat
It's just a Suave Dawg steeze
Not even thinking twice
Just feeling nice, riiight

(Chorus)

(Outro: Choclair)
If you chilling in the mind - light it up
If you all up in the back - light it up
Pockets on stand - light it up
Your pockets just flat - light it up
If you came to get down - light it up
If you make a loud sound - light it up
T dot get down - light it up

(feat. Kurupt)

[Intro]
Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk

[Choclair]
Floatin like.. a mile high
Yeah, smoking trees

Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk

[Choclair]
See, while you niggas flop ya gums
I hop on the the Doogotty, pull back on the throttle catwalk down Younge
Think I, crash and burn?
Looked on the ground, skid marks way out in a juked up swerve
It's rock, 360 wheel back, 180 lift dust that I dever reach you can't get
Tell you worldwide, it's T dot city
Don't bling like he but the thick hang heavy
Lambed out in the all black Chevy
Sleek and stack - you can't see that
Phantom menace, a feather in your presence
And deprive your high rise, baby girl, and ya get it

[Kurupt]
Niggas try to bomb our Trade Center
You motherfucking bitch-ass niggas
Calculate, calculative, intervention
With a pistol in position to start thumping all
All the homies on the streets start pumping all
Fill up the streets with sherm and heat
Make 'em wiggle like worms, lift niggas out of they seat
Shift 'em chest to feet, Canada, West to East
Calicos might spread lead start ricocheting head to head
I'm Kurupt Young Gotti bitch, heard what I said?
Yeah bitch, eat a dick instead

[Chorus]
Get ya Pesos, take fallacio then slide
(Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk)
That's right
Get ya Pesos, take fallacio then slide
(Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk)
That's right
Elevate yo, peeps to know with this chi'
(Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk)
That's right

[Kurupt]
Bouncin, movin, rockin, shakin (That's right)

[Choclair]
It's just 'Nock, and K-U-R-U-P-T and...
On this lyrical high, and moving to the music
(When you be under the skunk)
Choclair got ya high, and Young Gotti, and...
Don't bounce unless you can put it together
(And moving to the music, under the skunk)

[Choclair]
See, redline and clutch push to the floor
Pistons doin like they grill you no more
Ladies on the back of the floor
Thinkin I'm gon kick it to 6, switch lanes drop it down into 4
Meaning, all y'all comin of the balls
T dot comin suave for y'all
Kurupt spark the blunt for y'all
While all y'all balls be sleepin when the radio be playing your song
See, can't help with that Suave Dawg
I, I be when they wanna follow this stally
I switched they whole game so the whole time they be following the same damn tree
Confused? People tried to flop on me
Thirty days Gold, "Ice Cold" (What?)
Yo, y'all know who's, reppin T dot
When you see Choclair say "What up, Chizznock?"

[Interlude: Kurupt]
Get up fast, touch your ass
To hit some ass, so quick and so fast
Ridin slow, rock and move
Two shot's of Hennesey, that's the remedy
Movin, smashin, smashin streets, streets
Nigga bouncin, movin, rockin, shakin

[Kurupt]
Hun, niggas tried to rob my nigga
Two semi's change is mine, my nigga
Concentrate, 38 intervision
With pistols in position take flight like fishing
Murder red ripples, then all cripple
Fuck around and leave niggas cripple
Chip a nigga motherfucking shoe with the full wind nickel
Chrome nickel soar, like mockingbirds
Mocking my words, might chip niggas like Titanic chip Icebergs
Coming through on perv, dip, swerve
Niggas got the nerve, niggas try and serve
Swing like pendulums, perfect aim
Separate, poetical purple rain
Detonate, you niggas little as Eddie Kain
Nigga, I me on Paul be on Hussein, motherfucker

[Chorus]

INTRO (YlooK)
Uh..T dot O to the N dot Y
That's how we do it
Choclair, Kardinall hooked with my man Guru
And YlooK bitch? What the f**k?

(Choclair)
Yo, T-dot rocks y'all
We smoke and mix up in your face, you weeded
So you drop y'all, leaving y'all hired skills depleated
'Cause you lockjaw, Chocs and Guru begin
Can you believe this how we lock y'all
Niggas who be talking how they bigger
How you figure?
You can spark with or talk with
This raw artist
You talk heartless but game straight harmless
Snatch your mic out your hand
Leave your fingers harmless
We rottweilers, while y'all be the tires
You need to retire
F**king with Toronto, get your pink slip you're fired
Kicked out the Thompson Hall through Apollo doors
Guru be the bre-the-ren
Bless the man, slide like the doors on the Caravan
(Guru)
The ill format, the skills all that
Twist enemies Jack
Let's counteract, plus build and all that
In fact, take a flight to Toronto and back
Be over there with Choclair, Kardinall with the track
In the year born born, suckers have been forewarned
Take you higher than hydro or Moet ??
Word is bond, it's on in this rap game
I slap mens, mack dames, yes I'm a fly black king
Stacking paper now, packing flavour now
Hit you dead in the head now
My hunger gotta get fed now
My style's similar to a fierce knuckle hit
Or like hollow-points to pierce your whole f**king frame

CHORUS X2 (Choclair) {Guru}
A-yo witness the fitness
Who's next on the hitlist?
Rap so exact that you can't do shit
{Witness the fitness}
{Who's next on the hitlist?}


{Rap so exact you catch the shakes like a sickness}

(Choclair)
Now it's the skinny man dropping this
Lock your brain, lock your lips
Talking shit? Bust your game
Career flops? I'm to blame
What's the name? (yeah)
Guru and the Chocs will reign
Wild like the lion's mane walking through the rain
Or walking through the pain of critic suffering
Got my eyes on the prize with the red dot locked
That's to keep it hot
My hungry-ass niggas be down for the figures
Green in the jean, Cruise like some act figures
You f**king with some raw, suave, dog ass niggas
Look into the eyes of the man that will be detrimental to your career
If you even touch the micstand, nigga 'nuff said

Verse 4: Guru

Hear the battle cry
Niggas getting herded like cattle to die
Why? (why?) What the f**k you think? (what the f**k you think?)
You know they want our type of species to become extinct
Still we multiply, they can't really kill us
They're upset, we're a threat 'cause their kids really feel us
They think we're drug dealers, and some of us maybe are
But I be the G-U-R-U of the Gang to the Starr
I'm going far baby pa, dipping in a fly car
Getting eyes from the honeys, parking up at the bar
Always up to par when I spar
And yo, while your protecting your neck I be like breaking your jaw
Yo trizzack, your shit's wizzack
I took that shit thizzack, it shouldn't of even been up on the rizzack
Straight like thizzack, motherf**kers

CHORUS

A-yo witness the fitness
Who's next on the hitlist?
Rap so exact that you can't do shit

Cut and scratched by YlooK

"My attitude on the hoes.." <-- Choclair
"I wreck the mic like a pimp pimps hoes" <-- Guru

INTRO (Choclair)
Everybody's got something to say
Everybody's got something to do
Something to talk about
"Whenever I move, eyes glued" <-- Choclair
Everybody wants to try and draw cards
They ain't got nothing to shuffle
And if they got some cards they playing with nothing but jokers

(Choclair)
My attitude on the whole is, f**k dumb shit
My niggas stay suave so f**k a dumb bitch
And niggaz who be actin like they bitches
And bitches who actin like they niggaz, but they still a bitch
Don't make my long finger itch,
Come bitch and complain
Make my back strain
No dough to contol you further
Pirate niggaz, wild for the night
Bre-X motherf**kers, whenever I move eyes glued
And always got something to prove
I could care less about your attitude
And what you think about us
I stay focus cause greedy cats always chase us
We all tryin to bust, so stick and move, stick and move
Nigga on our train just because of our grooves
Other niggaz call names to bypass dues
Nigga I see you I just choose not to address
You, your wack crew, your whole flop set
Imagine I was unsigned and had more respect
I was gone for some time but still the first on your breath
You haven't done shit
I hate to see the next man rise
Crack your oven but I'm done
Surprise!

CHORUS X2 (Choclair) (Saukrates)
(What you want, from me)
(Nigga, Nigga)
When ever I move eyes glued
I drop shit whether it's smooth or hard dude
Leave you all confused
When ever I move eyes glued

(Choclair)
Now some cats tried to f**k with big dogs
But forget a dog'll tear them with one slam in their jaw


I got my own thing never rumage through yours
Mine soars like an eagle, yours is floored as paws
Unappealin' like a cold sore, a blemish
On your whole track record, you apoligize
Want me on your side, nah f**k it
Take it back you got wack shit, don't associate
Was a nice guy 'til niggaz tried to hit the gate
You was all diet and now your hands reach for my plate
But, you can't eat my food duke, too spicy
Got a long belly on the industry
Flip burgers to pasteries
Look at me with your long teeth
Bitin' on my word lookin for raw beats
Bitches gettin mad when they call me
'YOU DIDN'T RETURN MY PAGE'
Bitch I been on the road for 4 weeks, cool off
When I get there, I'mma break you off
Niggaz actin hard but they soft
Cause they more space then lost
And more race then cars
Hatin me 'cause i do tours
Long dick givin' y'all a long kiss goodbye

CHORUS

(Choclair)
This was meant for a few
Some was individualized
'Cause niggas insist to chastized and chastize
I still penetrate like I'm between two thighs
My conglomorates takin' down your whole opera-tion
Niggas who hate to make themselves sound great
Stun cats 'cause my system draw cats like Bayton
You hear me son, can't compete wit the suave dog
Circle enterprise is the clique
Wanna be me Mistique your hoe
Your story's untold why me?
6 foot 1, a bill seventy
I'm the logo when exposed I come heavily
Is it me, (or is it my personality)
Is it me, or is it my personality
That make you all envious of us quick to bust
Like a dick getting sucked by 2 dutch, with big tits and blonde heads
You straight pussy nuff said

What you want from me?
(Nigga, nigga)

Trying to run with the Suave Dogs
(I can't get enough...)
You know about this right here? Right here?
Suave Dog shit
It's, it's like (Circle!)
People still be trying to talk but, you know, I really don't care
I kinda just be floating on peoples
Kinda just like just streamlining on peoples faces know what I'm saying?
I be looking right at you
Lotta people can't understand this shit right here, know what I mean?
But I be floating, doing my thing anyway, regardless
Know what I'm saying? It's like that..

I rock niggas off they blocks and leave 'em all in socks
The Chiznock leaving heads knots indeed
Chasin' me? You'll be tripping up - brush your knees
Talking heat in my face nigga? Brush your teeth
If you itching to get on brother, brush your fleece
F**k with these, you'll be looking for cuts to bleed
I be spilling milk ridiculous indeed
Trying to f**k with the Chizzo I stay raw to the core
I rock stages low grounds to high floors
I break niggas down see y'all be forewarned
You mourn the day when Chiznock wasn't in it
Now don't get it twisted Chocs get you lifted
Girls for weeks so I roll wit pure Shieks
You're f**king with the wrong man and the wrong plan
Choclair's the name and T Dot be the land
Motherf**kers

Hook:
(I can't get enough)
Solitair: We remain fresh for you nigga!
(I can't get enough)
Choclair: Circle Empire drops hits and stays fresh for days
(I can't get enough)
Solitair: We remain fresh for you nigga!
(I can't get enough)
Choclair: The Suave Dog drops hits and stays fresh for days

Now the things that I do, well keep your eyes on me
These hating people always trying to put some things on me
But I do what I do I never sway to be no fades
I be doing rhymes for love but also 'cause it pays
Now ladies on these tips 'cause they think I got a whip
Never messing with no tricks unless she's standing on her....eyyhk!
Every move is calculated "Chocs you be high?"
Yo I'm high 'cause my whole lyricals make me fly
And people try to chastize but only capsize
And these ladies with these nice thighs got me hypnotized
Yo Chizzy! From NY to Shanghai


To T Dot the O making moves like Rambo
Now people here me coming so they flick they flambeaus
Steel toe is I long time&nbsp;??? I roll wit my
Flow comes heavily now listen
I keep it tight like virgins on they first night
With some brothers who be stressing no question
I turn your bitch ass to hush puppies
?Sicker suade? flat ace yo they think that I'm obscene
'Cause I shine like lips with vaseline
Everybody what

Hook

Now I be doing this every day, every year
Now people call me Chocs but the name is Choclair
But no drama though I cruise right through the paranormal
And give love like dominoes
The Chizz-o rock from out the hilltop
Yo I'm out for Gusto like Madlocks
Understand the fact when I rap it's all about the illy flows
I be with my illy Circle understand it
I cruise now like as if I owned planet
The Chocs ran it and now you standing ass naked
Trying to pull it off like you getting these
Drive Infinites but you standing with your pants at your knees
You mad at me and pushing threats onto me
Granted niggas watch my back so people mind what you speak
You try to preach, but yo the writing's on the wall
Still you try to bring me down but I'm higher than y'all
Kinda flyer than y'all, but you niggas steady warring
At my shit but you know every word, every line, every comma
Every time I do a pause, every time I take a breath (Huuuuh!)
Steady on the gear understand the flow
"What you saying dog?" Individual, lyrical
Is I, reflect like the lights off a 929 with deep dishes
Chromed on ass&nbsp;?suaving? the cap misses
Understand me - the C to the H to the Z-N-O the C-K be the way
The Choclair slays MCs is everyday
Don't f**k with the man...'sup now?
What

Hook X2

Fresh for you...
Yeah
Circle enterprise
Suave dogs
Solitair 9-11 don't forget
Silver House and the Girl
Raspberry!

INTRO (Saukrates)
Yes sir
When the man wanted to ride, what did he do?
Swing down sweet chariot
He told that sweet chariot to swing on down
And stop, you know what I'm sayin'
So he could get on
Now this is what we do
We playin' we playin' the role of that sweet chariot
And we swingin' down to pick you up
Know what Iim sayin'?
Ride, for real
Now, it's like, you wanna ride with me
You don't even know what ride is, look
You wanna get clean, you wanna get dirty
You wanna go left, right
This what we do

(Choclair)
Well it's the Nocka, The Chiz Rocker
Party while I'm wine drinkin'
My rhymes'll bust a hole right through your thinker
Re-think your stratagies when you battle
Interntational record sales
People try, but they fail
It's the Chizzo, or the Choco
Ran the street like a blocko
Before the shots ring out
People never seen or even heard
But we ran through your HQs
Like a pack of germs, people swerve from the gamer
Suave player, I'm all black like the Raiders
You wonder how I did it, album anticipated
Well it's the ninth inning
With two outs I hit a home run to left field like Carter did to Philly
Do you understand me? Ha, really?
No MacGyver tactics can stop my theatrics
I'm making ladies back flip
Understand it's all about the Sexual eating up your set like a tropical
Stop it, my UVs will burn your skin, singe your optics
Twenty One years was ground work
People hear me coming, so hit up for mad work
But understand it's all about the suave, diggy-dog
Just ride

(Choclair) {Saukrates}
If you feelin' my vibe then we can all just
{Ride}
If you wanna get down then we can all just
{Ride}
All my people throw your hands up high and just
{Ride}
Where you from? Eastside to Westside just
{Ride}
All my people from uptown to downtown just
{Ride}
From Cali to NY, you know we gon' just
{Ride}
From the Florida Keys to Fiji just
{Ride}
All my people worldwide, how you feel, just
{Ride}

(Choclair) {Saukrates}
You see, I flow like an 850, the turbo
Down the lakeshore with po-po chasing
Then you be wastin' your time
{Swing down sweet chariot, stop} X2 in background
If you try to check for flaws
If you bet against Chizz-nocks
Count your loss
See I don't care what you people think or say
What you do, I got a crew that run up in your HQ
Dissed by who, six foot one, sleppy eyed
Dark skinned glasses reflecting from the sun, nigga
Check that poster, I lay your girl down like a coaster
Drop my glass, slap that ass
Don't care about a thing


See it's all about the way Chocs makes the bells ring
People talkin' shit but can't do a damn thing
So understand this, it's all about the lyricist
No one can rock a beat just like I
Borough Side representer, C-H the I-Z
Knows how to ride, understand?
Just ride

(Choclair) {Saukrates)
All my peoples on Lockdown, you know we can
{Ride}
All my peoples on the corner hustlin just
{Ride}
All my girls in tight skirts, you know we gon' just
{Ride}
All my people pushin fat rides with illy rims just
{Ride}
If you can feel the vibe, then we can all just
{Ride}
All my dames in sexy belly chains just
{Ride}
All my people from the T-dot O, just
{Ride}
All my peoples worldwide, how you feel? just
{Ride}

(Choclair)
See I like the Chiquitas light and dark skinned
Me, I love Senoritas, that's where my hearts been
Now I be chillin' with my boys Paranorm'
Having freaks in the living room suckin' it hard
See I don't care what you think, nigga
Yo, I'm laughing at your bitch-ass
So niggas mind you speach when you talk
All these people gettin' mad and vexed
Sayin' all I talk 'bout sex
Make a fuss 'cause they nuts don't bust
So understand who I is {who you is}
I got an SDS smile, while your girl's got an ass like an E-class
I can drive it like a five-speed, stick shift
Understand the ill shit that I possess, nothin' less
If you stress, you be left blind, so read it up in brail
Hard rock's coming but they always come frail
Collobaration produced by Kardinal
Now if you wanna ride, everybody needs to understand
Just ride

(Choclair) {Saukrates}
All my Paranormal people, how you feel, just
{Ride}
All my FOS people how you feel, just
{Ride}
All my Cirlce mother f**kers, are you gonna just
{Ride}
All my peoples on Kneedeep, you know we just
{Ride}
All my peoples on the hill, how you feel, just
{Ride}
All my peoples in Hilltop, you know we gon' just
{Ride}
All my peoples from Rexdale, you know we gon' just
{Ride}
All my people from the T-dot O just
{Ride}

(Choclair & Saukrates)
Swing down sweet chariot, stop
Swing down sweet chariot, stop
Swing down sweet chariot, stop

(Saukrates)
Do you wanna get down with this?
You can if you like
Give me a call
For real.

Uh
Now look in the mirror
Tell me what you see
It's the bombdiggy dogg baby, wha
(We rubbin tonight)
(We be lovin tonight)

I remember seein u in spaghetti straps
Napsack held up by yo ass back
When I seen it, I was like DAMN!
Girl, do you have a man?
Body looked like it was wrapped in saran
Hear me
Told me no, I was kind of surprise
Really
Out late night, spending mad cash chillin'
See the walk you were walkin, open my eyes
And the talk I was talking, parted your thighs
But there ain't nothing wrong
'Cause we both grown
Hitting in morning til we strong grown
And we strong moan and waking up the block
And getting all confused, not sure if im your boyfriend
Don't dwell on these minor details
Let's cruise with the wind blowing, speed the sails
We could rock on, and cruise on
Plus your tight skirt be flashing your thong
Shit's on, oh girl

CHORUS (Saukrates)
You frontin like I ain't 'bout to knock it (mm mm)
I got a rocket in my pocket (mm mm)
Two tickets to your ecstacy
And one for this chick standing next to me
If she with it, shit I'mma hit it (I'mma hit it)
Baby is u wit it (is you wit it, you know i'm wit it, wit it)
I'mma hit it (I'mma hit it)
I'mma hit it

See I was peeping your style
You was sitting at the bar with your hand on a Marnier Grand
Now baby doll these people, notice who you are
So they ready try to score
Pulling out their bill folds, buyin red rose to give you
I chill on the humble in my jeans and steel toes
I see your eyes movin in stealth mode
But then you realize, oh shit it's Chocs on the side
She movin to my side, and when she walks she glides
Body looking strong like Cadillac designs
She moves close, her finger running up my elbow
And then invites me to her humble abode
Check it,
Now before I get it, first she walks around nekkid
Says she loves prospects and talks about her fetish
How she loves dark skinned men, hairy chested
She's hefty breasted, movements fuel injected
She says she's rough at first, but when I start to groan
I be closing every night and take it straight to the dome
So we could rule the world or you could stay at home
But tonight she be ready to bone, it's on
Oh boy

(CHORUS)

See this is for my ladies in open toed shoes
And belly chains that make money and like their sex sweaty
Like the sex messy and ready to go
And not afraid to say they ready to bone (it's on)
And not afraid to peel off the thong
And not afraid to take it straight to the dome
And for my dogs that make laws and cruise offshore
With five in the pocket, or drop shitty cars
For when it comes to strokes, bring beatness to Mars?
And take no crumb cake to clear out the bars
Watch yourself girl when you're playing it close
'Cause you'll get the strokes and then we're ghost
It's on

(CHORUS 2x)

Umm, for all these wild niggas (umm, yeah)
Some bullshitters, know what I'm saying (yeah)
Straight runnin. wild (realize) doing their thang, yeah
For all those Nino Brown niggas (yeah)
John Gotti niggas, know what I'm saying (yeah)
Niggas trying to run shit (trying to run the game)
Don't know (Don't know)
It's all a game...

(Verse 1)
Yo, it's like night life, ball fights, brothers getting sliced
Lay niggas, up on the floor, for people acting hardcore (yeah)
And others caught in the crossfire, and dying at age young
They leave .em by their loved ones
People wondering, Toronto Sunday saying, we acting like some savages (savages)
People acting it, pulling triggers and they stabbing kids (stabbing kids)
They pose as bad boys up in club scenes
Keep the grill screwed, leaving blood stains on blue jeans
Then Po-Po, rushes through the entrance, he hits the exits
Hops into his act, wheels spinning on some next shit {*tires peel out*}
Now we got our G-stripes, bragging rights
Little kids with no direction, look at him right
Cause he got my car to style, Medina robber style
Yeah, he bad now, but remember, what comes around, goes around
(shhhh) Who be blind to the future
You need to understand
You need to understand, my man
(Yeah!!)

Chorus:
Peoples get themselves caught up, and then shot up
Bucked to the head for all the shit they done brought up
The situation, got them iller than an AIDS patient
Wild niggas, who be acting like they free-pacing

(Verse 2)
Now, as time goes by
He's looking out his window, see some people outside
With dark clothes and dark shades
And all around is pure clouds packing rain
He calls his man Jermaine, and tells him that
Shit's going down and meet him at his home, he packs a 4-pound (4-pound)
He waits around, with the sweat dripping from his brow
Where the law be now, nervousness has his head swinging side-to-side
Checks the door, he's see his man up in the ride
He's rolling outside, first looking all around
The sniper fire from the roof, it makes him drop and hit the ground
He makes a mad dash to the car door
Tells his man to move, he slams the pedal on the car floor {*tires peel out*}
Now bullet-proof windows, they be reflecting it
Now he's thinking back up to the party, he's regretting it
But he's deep in it, and there's nothing he can do, but to call his boo
Who be at home, taking care of his one year old
He says, situation's thick, there's niggas after me
It ain't no stopping them, until they capping me (naw)
Hold the fort down, I.ll be aight, I.ll give you a call in the morn
She says there's two up on my floor, with one kicking down my door
He calls his man Nick, to check the situation (situation)
When he arrives all he sees is an assassination (assassination)
And when they one step ahead, so now an ambush is in the waiting
Understand, you need to understand, my man
(You need to recognize and realize, boy!)

Chorus: (Repeat 2 times)

(Verse 3)
Now there's vengeance on the mind, time for him to take back what's stolen
He tells Jermaine to meet him at the docks
At 5 o.clock, keep the glocks cocked
I got the blueprints, to run up on these niggas (Word up dog!)
So when the time comes for them to meet
He sees the car, but finds Jermaine slumped in the driver seat (what to do)
People cut themselves off of him, cause if they down they be shot too
His mother's in the rage, face on the front page
Now the man's after him, the clan's after him, mob's after him
He's still at damage son, last thought's killing (uhhh)
The only thought in his head, now to do is run
Buys his ticket at the International pier son
Not, knowing that there's man
Standing behind .em with, 9-millimeters in hand (He turns around to his surprise)
Feels the burning on the inside, cold on the outside
And the people did the shooting, got away up with his life-time (Ah-yo)

Chorus: (Repeat 3 times)

(You fucking with your life boy)
Yeah, (uh-uh) wild niggas (uh-uh, wild niggas)
You fucking with your life boy
(You fucking with your life boy)
Uhhh, You fucking with your life boy
Uhhh...

Chorus: (Repeat 1 time)

Uh...umm-umm
Yeah
Breath on this one right here...ri-right here
Breath on it

Verse 1: (Choclair)
Now you can either try to join us or run from us,
but don't dispute it
Choclair gon' leave your brain scarred
The situation's hard
These niggas who be hating and dissing,
but now I'm paid, now they looking for jobs
I don't give a f**k of what you saw back in 9-5
All things that I say, despite your long eyes
Were all wise, leave you in awe like God rise
All words that I say, All get! All kinds!
And break all spines, and why wouldn't
Cause when these peoples ask who diss, I be like "I did it"
So many niggas be dissing us niggas
But when these niggas confront 'em,
up in their face that they be afraid to admit it
I slap 'em in the face and make, every rhyme spitted
You heard this kid, roll with me, glide with me
Take my hand, come slide with me
Do you think you roll with Chocs and Bleek
(What the f**k y'all thinking)
So don't be bringing your shit round here
My advice to you is get your ass back
Before it get slapped, turned out, and pushed back
Choclair put the T-dot-O up on the map, bi-otch

Chorus:
(M. Bleek)- Do you ever wanna see a nigga ball at the top
Wanna see a nigga fall, get it on with the cops
I ain't changed, I still keep raw on the block
Nigga hate me, I ain't never gon' stop
(Choclair)- They don't ever wanna see a nigga ball at the top
Wanna see a nigga fall, get it on with the cops
I ain't changed, I still keep raw on the block


Nigga hate me, I ain't never gon' stop


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
F**k 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

Chorus:

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 f**k 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)