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Chalk Em (feat. Tookahh DBE & Chico DBE)

by Ray Rav

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Yo Ravage, What up Yo Tookahh, What's rockin man (D.B.E.) (It's Rugga Rugga) (Ahh, Ahh, It's D.B.E.)(Grrah, Grrah, Boom) It's D.B.E. (It's Rugga Rugga) (It's D.B.E., Ahh) You know wassup when we pulling up (Pulling up) Big whips when we steppin out (Stepping out) Call up the big steppaz (Big stepper) Nigga we acting out (Ahh) Making a movie, action Don't stop til the clip is out (Clip is out) Oota slide in a Aston (Uh) Nigga he X you out (Grrah, Boom) I get a bag and double it, rubber bands around the paper, tucking it (Tucking it) Bye bye to the haters, right in a scat, skirt off and clutching it (SKRTTT) Move tact when we holding a knocka This knock is a real heart stopper, look We play with choppers, send shots, they play for the Dodgers No Biggie, who shot ya Keep clicking and clicking, get by a shotta (Keep clicking and clicking and clicking) Look Moving militant, up in these streets (Uh) Fucking with gang, you get put on a tee Like, Like, hop out the v Like, Like, hop out and squeeze I'm a gangsta, baby I'm a freak Louis stepping, when I'm in the streets (Louis stepping) Pass that broom, nigga we gon sweep Throw 5, brodie throw 3 8 shots, make it look neat (BAOW) Bang on these drums, we gon make a beat (Grrah, Grrah) That shit tact, put it on repeat (BAOW) Stack that bread and put it on a leash, Uh (Grrah, Grrah, Grrah) Posted on Wortman, I'm with the members (On Wortman) Drop me ya addy, send it whenever (Addy) Pullup on gang (Outside) got heat for your melon I be with demons, killers, and felons (All the members) Send him a baba, thats how we get him Nigga I'm angry, I got a temper Rav on the low, nigga we blitzing Step on the gas, engine is kicking I got a plan, I got a vision, you don't wanna die, nigga just listen Niggaz on court, shoot like the Pistons Baby I'm grimey, I came from the trenches I got a plan, I got a vision, you don't wanna die, nigga just listen Niggaz on court, shoot like the Pistons Baby I'm grimey, came from the trenches (Grrah, Grrah, Boom) Rugga I'm back, don't care for the nonsense Say 1 word, get left like a starfish (Gang) Found that boy with his girl in the market (Gang) Hit her too, so beg my pardon (Gang) When I'm on court, just step like Harden Feel too smacked in the space, like martians Please don't move, when I hit this target Jumped out the ride, told bro and 'em spark it (Ahh, Ahh) Yo, turn me up bro This shit ain't loud enough (Yea, Yea) It's him Double R (E.N.Y) Yo, shoutout to my niggaz Tookahh and Chico Yo (Yea, lets go) No this ain't the baseball player, this Rav Still keep a couple bats (Couple bats) Dropped out, getting to a bag (Bag) Cut off some bum hoes, and some rats (Some rats) Don't hit my line, I don't wanna talk, I just wanna walk (I just wanna walk) And I ain't giving niggaz walks (Nah) When Rav on the scene, better get the chalk (Get the chalk) I'm outside moving treeshy, told her I was unavailable, she was lease me Hop in the studio, I'm moving beasty Won't get my unreleased and try to leak me I get more money than you niggaz easy I keep a ooter, niggaz tryna leave me (BAOW) I gotta block a new bitch, weekly She took her mother car to come and see me (Come and see me, SKRTTT) Benji the mission (Yea) Tookahh reloading while Chico be clicking and clicking (Boom) In ENY, we keep a Smithin These niggaz be sleeping, like they think I ain't really with it Pen is elite, so you pay me if you need a feature I be ghostwriting too You jack niggaz who don't Jack you Fuck I look like hanging around you Niggaz don't got a clue, yea I say what I want Cause if Rav get touched, granny's getting punched Mothers gon cry, when we send him up (She gon cry) And imma take his sister out to lunch (Facts) We gon bleed 'em like Blueface Bitch in my DM need a new lace, now I'm in her mouth like tooth paste Niggaz be talking til they get a Bouquet Who can you trust when niggaz in your crew hate They tryna ride the wave, but now it's too late (Ride the wave) Now I get paid, just to drop 2 eights (16) Put some respect on my name or taking it You say you getting bread, well I be baking it (I be baking that shit) Niggaz ain't got the credentials to speak on some real nigga shit (It's him) (We baking the bread, we ain't making it because we keep it and maintaining it) It's him, Double R (Fuck is niggaz talking about) Just like that, that's how it go (Yea) E.N.Y shit, know what I mean This how niggaz is moving right now Going crazy in this mother fucker Yea Yea

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