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Choclair
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Yo, walk out thangs girl
Yo, uh, uh, uh, yo, uh
What the fuck nigga, uh, uh
E dot, O dot, O dot
Right about now, you about to have a T dot invasion
It's kinda like dream line, streamline, a rape in your face
We kinda just coming up, kinda like just slapping y'all
Right in your tonsils like, yeah (Old bunch of)
Just kinda doing some, some kinda thing
Yo (Big ball, ball, ball suckers)
Remember this one here
Yo, precise, measure up to the size mic device
Frozen gold terrorizer, chaos to your organizer
Dick swoll, I'm the big dick patrol
My shaft be dividing the North and South Pole
Yo, imagine this nigga roaming the street
Looking for food to eat, finger triggering the heat
While circumcising the beat (9/11 y'all)
Unleash the track, featuring Shox and Memphis Bleek
So I'm a heir to the throne by hook, or by crook
I'm a claimer on T's leaving SOCAN and ASCAP shook
Finger fucking that, pussy cat looking for crack
Sorry officer, the crack's gonna cost ya
Solitaire knee deep in the shit y'all talk
Spitting death till the cops running out of chalk
Bite my flow so y'all tongues bleed
I'm a fuck cheddar for my ones to breed
So fuck y'all G's fitting to hate me up
Y'all hailing me up, or wanting to nail me up
Better bail for the rug before I pull the plug
Don't shrug nigga, duck nigga, twenty one slug
And no fingerprints so I skate scot-free
Like the Gingerbread Man, y'all can't catch me
Look out, taking notes while I drop the bomb
Important my style like I was made in Taiwan
Most niggas floss with it, when we boss with it
Y'all cats talk with it, when we walk with it
You see we ride on niggas, and shine on niggas
Blaze y'all with just one line niggas
Enough niggas talk shitted, when we rock shitted
Ball through the hall with it, we cash and split it
You see we move on something, some blaze on something
Cough back the rhyme and start head hunting
My rhymes be infectious from mics to two inch reels
I drop four bars then you pop ten pills
Y'all know the deal, while y'all scream real
I got your girl's grill, introduced to shales
Y'all be, barking sales, I'm the classified page
With rough cuts that still chop your high top fade
And drop stones down while y'all rollerblade
It's the, cavalcade, knee deep rhyme spitter
Circle affiliation rhyme killer
First known as Shox, then Chizz-nock
Take my spot? I think not
You scared, heart sounds like you dropped two pots
Eyes look glazed like you took few shots
Of, beige and rum, followed by more sun
Talk real dirty but the girls still come
First, buy 'em drinks then hit the pink
You bad mouthing Shox, nigga think
Why is he on tour and I'm always chilling?
Why is he out there and so mass appealing?
'Cause you sold a few records
'Cause they know you in the building (Biatch)
Most niggas floss with it, when we boss with it
Y'all cats talk with it, when we walk with it
You see we ride on niggas, and shine on niggas
Blaze y'all with just one line niggas
Enough niggas talk shitted, when we rock shitted
Ball through the hall with it, we cash and split it
You see we move on something, some blaze on something
Cough back the rhyme and start head hunting
I hate you, hate your crew, hate your long talking
Hate your girl, hate them fake jewels you rocking
I love the fact that as much as you think you hate me
You love my style (Fake niggas keep it up)
A&R's I'm a slap y'all with flows till y'all recognize
The size of the Circle monopolizing and rising
Time's up for them fake cats with Dayton's on the '89
Chevy's fronting lightweights when I spit the talks heavy
My lines create a grip around your ego
Rips trips to the islands to a nice life living on park benches
Clenches the mic like blacks hold on to Malcolm and Marx
Half y'all niggas don't even know what you be starting
Making your battle tracks get play on two stations
While me, Shox and Solitaire touring every nation
Sipping tea with Japanese and y'all in the gates watching me
Watching your girl while she (Yeah)
Most niggas floss with it, when we boss with it
Y'all cats talk with it, when we walk with it
You see we ride on niggas, and shine on niggas
Blaze y'all with just one line niggas
Enough niggas talk shitted, when we rock shitted
Ball through the hall with it, we cash and split it
You see we move on something, some blaze on something
Cough back the rhyme and start head hunting
Most niggas floss with it, when we boss with it
Y'all cats talk with it, when we walk with it
You see we ride on niggas, and shine on niggas
Blaze y'all with just one line niggas
Enough niggas talk shitted, when we rock shitted
Ball through the hall with it, we cash and split it up
Nigga what, Choclair, ice cold nigga what
Solitaire, harder now, harder now
Circle, yeah, that's right
We doing it like this, kinda like with two fists up your nose
Slapping your tonsils from the outside baby
Shitting on 'em till you're breathing brown sticks, what
Ayo, this album's dedicated to all the women out there
That don't care about what other people think
And be doing they own thing (Yeah, yeah)
And it's also dedicated to all my niggas out there
Who be walking with big dicks
Making their knees buckle every time they step outside the Impala
Watch me now, come on dog
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