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Choke (The Beautiful South) · Choke (Sepultura) · About to Choke (Vic Chesnutt) · Choke (Violet Indiana) · Choke (The Beautiful South) · Choke (Hutchinson, Hutch) · About to Choke (Vic Chesnutt) · Welcome to the Beautiful South/Choke (The Beautiful South) · Choke (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Chain Gang Blues (Sonny Terry) – and 88 other albums »


through the chronic smoke
They say it ain't good weed if you don't choke
Shit got my head spinning like the 100 spokes
3-Wheelin through the neighborhood
don't choke
Shit got my head spinnin like the hundred spokes
Three wheelin through the neighborhood
System on blast, as the motherfuckin one-time pass
with them thugs from the are-O-see
Sigel Sigel in the house

[Beanie Sigel]
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house

Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer

Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in the house
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house

Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer

Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
know better, keep ya bitch on tether
Niggas got snow like cold cold weather
And big money clips cause they fold dough better

Yeah! Packin three
just anotha crazy click... ICP, Twiztid, Triple Six!
All up in this bitch and we runnin' shit 
we doin' drive bys on all y'all wit chain saws
here I
(Intro-J and Shaggy) I choke (nope) Hold up. Aight, listen. (Fucking go!) I stab you with an umbrella, and then open it! (Noo!) Cause I'm sick like
us all gassed
I never smoked, played ball thought it would make me choke
By the way we lost the championship game by one
Slow fucker hit a 3
the judge the jury I'm the boss
I'm a be the sire if you step to me you know you lost
Ain't no hope off in this shit you gone choke off of this shit
If you
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house

Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer

Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
own
Please let me stand by you
And we'll conquer them all
We will conquer them all

Oh I will conquer them all (x3)
variety
For every plastic orange bottle 
For tarnished pharmacy labels chafed in abrasive pockets
Suit the hell hounds with blades and chain links 
For
sneakers, I signed my first skater
So you can pay three and buy yourself some Bapestas
Bulletproof under t-shirts because they hate us
Do like Snoop say step
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house

Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer

Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house

Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer

Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in the house
sneakers, I signed my first skater
So you can pay three and buy yourself some Bapestas
Bulletproof under t-shirts because they hate us
Do like Snoop say step
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house

Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer

Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
man
Motherfuck thing
Gimme all my change
Aw bang with the chain-game
Come hang when you find them insane
All my cheese in tea
Whether put the door
Yo all I do is drop lethal, y'all know my people
Verbally it's a massacre, I'm sharper then shanks up in Attica
Choke them lethally till he suffocate
Sweat till ya fake silver platinum chains is tarnishin
Women shakin they ovaries, look what we accomplishin, what..

(Chorus)
We got better lyrics
Multiple Memphis scares, outlining your insides wit' bars
Grippin' your nina hard, bitch my blood inhaled by heart

When the fuck you gon' start recognize
And cocked, but now the clip's ready to peel on a punk

[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
Why'all niggaz better run, we ready for war
This ain't no game we off the chain