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the chocolate lover
Cuz I can do wonders under cover
I'm dip-dip-dope, I rhyme like riz-ope
I cleanse like soap, cause it's the great black hope
Stay away
Yea nigga, Ghost, Pete Rock, letâ??s go babyâ?¦

Hell yea Iâ??m pulling my thing out
You gettingâ?? banged out, bitch nigga
Your shit done
thought you knew 

I fold a rapper like a dollar just to hear his punk ass holler 
Walk into his hood and grab his homies by the collar 
Stock em all up
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Motivated by Mob-type tactics, I'll blow your block up 
???? sip to Cosby, out the game every time 
Me and the Mob Figgas'll do the dirt and choke the 9's
shoulda warned ya about a nigga like me
Cause I don't weep and I don't sleep
Save that motherfucker black, cause talk is cheap
And uh, since you got beef
around your dead body
Abandon ship, niggaz are ready to flip and bag a punk
They can't fight next night, twistalism by your grave sight

Over, yes, you
[Petey Pablo talking]
To get with me, 2000
Yo Pete, I think they ready for you
Give y'all some of me
YEAH!

[Hook x2]
Petey Pablo - Petey Pab
Petey
shoulda warned ya about a nigga like me
Cause I don't weep and I don't sleep
Save that motherfucker black, cause talk is cheap
And uh, since you got beef
when it's whack 
Shaq blow the whistle cause you bugging like Men in Black, what

("On the microphone, fiend")

(Shaquille O'Neal)
I'm the hottest thing
Better put five bullets in my dome, punk bitch, I bail, all is well
Unzip that package, it's that Cali, we can tell by the smell
Got black ski masks, rob
Wearin all black wit a hard hat hangin low over my eyes

And the briefcase right by my side

9-milla glock and a chrome .45 and I know

That all of my
murder in the lot
My nigga got popped with a bullet that was meant for me
The adapt by T's and be	's and the regencies
Fuck what the reason be, I'ma
I was walkin down a dark way, trouble had to find me
The street corner shark was comin up behind me
I grabbed my pistol, punk started to whistle