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letra de choke hold - 550

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intro
wah

ain’t no seat behind me

don’t f-ck with no n-gg- no

yeah

can’t f-ck with these n-gg-s no

chorus
don’t f-ck with no n-gg- no crossing me

don’t cut off these b-tches they lost to me

your dog he a worker no boss to me

these racks on me not off of me

shoes that i rock might cost a nina

roley on my wrist might cost a beamer

rain in the club might call for fema

hurricane head might call katrina

streets back in a chokehold

we back in the dope hole

still ride with the smoke pole

hit my plug for coco

brazy b-tch she loco

n-gg-s telling popo

never telling no no no

verse one
play with them tools i been about it

trapping or rapping i been decided

million in cash i been beside it

f-ck with my bros ain’t sh-t divided

so many hoes can’t sh-t excite me

most of my dogs tryna beat indictments

watching my sins tryna be enlightened

rear view mirror tryna peep behind me

2 door coupe no seat behind me

no ol shool no beat behind me

play with big 5 get sweeped behind me

sh-t get real get deep behind me

one in the head gotta keep beside me

white lil b-tch gotta keep her hiding

shaved lil p-ssy gotta keep it tight

never stop going ima keep on fighting

chorus
don’t f-ck with no n-gg- no crossing me

don’t cut off these b-tches they lost to me

your dog he a worker no boss to me

these racks on me not off of me

shoes that i rock might cost a nina

roley on my wrist might cost a beamer

rain in the club might call for fema

hurricane head might call katrina

streets back in a chokehold

we back in the dope hole

still ride with the smoke pole

hit my plug for coco

brazy b-tch she loco

n-gg-s telling popo

never telling no no no

verse two
trap house sh-t had to eat the noodles

trap house sh-t had to sleep with shooters

pit in the yard didn’t have no poodle

38 n-gg- didn’t have no uzi’s

2 deuce 5 didn’t have no choppa

n-gg- wasn’t laying down less you popped em

n-gg- puttin up that bag to drop em

spent 10 bands on that bag i’m coppin

if i’m bat man then my dog he robin

how i say i’m eating and my dog he starving

go get the glock p-ss my dog the carbon

used to hit licks used to ball with norman

now i’m on stage with dog performing

whole new life had to switch wasn’t normal

cleansing my soul had to duck the karma

got me a deal ran up bucks for mama

chorus
don’t f-ck with no n-gg- no crossing me

don’t cut off these b-tches they lost to me

your dog he a worker no boss to me

these racks on me not off of me

shoes that i rock might cost a nina

roley on my wrist might cost a beamer

rain in the club might call for fema

hurricane head might call katrina

streets back in a chokehold

we back in the dope hole

still ride with the smoke pole

hit my plug for coco

brazy b-tch she loco

n-gg-s telling popo

never telling no no no

2 door coupe no seat behind me

brazy b-tch she loco

2x’s

ain’t no seat behind me

streets back in a chokehold

2 door coupe no seat behind me

- 550

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