Choke Hold
Intro
Wah
Ain’t no seat behind me
Don’t fuck with no nigga no
Yeah
Can’t fuck with these niggas no
Chorus
Don’t fuck with no nigga no crossing me
Don’t cut off these bitches 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 bitch she loco
Niggas 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
Fuck with my bros ain’t shit divided
So many hoes can’t shit 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
Shit get real get deep behind me
One in the head gotta keep beside me
White lil bitch gotta keep her hiding
Shaved lil pussy gotta keep it tight
Never stop going Ima keep on fighting
Chorus
Don’t fuck with no nigga no crossing me
Don’t cut off these bitches 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 bitch she loco
Niggas telling popo
Never telling no no no
Verse Two
Trap house shit had to eat the noodles
Trap house shit had to sleep with shooters
Pit in the yard didn’t have no poodle
38 nigga didn’t have no uzi’s
2 deuce 5 didn’t have no choppa
Nigga wasn't laying down less you popped em
Nigga 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 pass 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 fuck with no nigga no crossing me
Don’t cut off these bitches 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 bitch she loco
Niggas telling popo
Never telling no no no
2 door coupe no seat behind me
Brazy bitch she loco
2x’s
Ain’t no seat behind me
Streets back in a chokehold
2 door coupe no seat behind me