Choke Hold lyrics

by

Project Pat


[Intro]
I said I was gone quit, but I just relapsed
I said I was gone quit, but I just relapsed
I said I was gone quit, but I just relapsed
I said I was gone quit, but I just relapsed

[Chorus]
Ever since I put the game in the choke hold
n*ggas informants, they runnin' their mouths
'Cause they runnin', they talk to the po-po
I'm unapproachable, they get emotional that's why I keep me a .44
Next time I need me a boatload, I'm never a no-show
When it comes to this money, you n*ggas is so slow
Jealousy lives till you sellin' me out, now agents is takin' my photos
I'm back on the map and solo, you backstabbin' n*ggas a no-go
I know some n*ggas that mo' hoe then some of these b*tches
I know some hoes with no souls, them b*tches is killas

[Verse 1]
I come from the block, I been on the road, I'm constantly sellin' out shows
Anything goes, when you on the street, nobody don't speak to the code, I know
n*ggas gon' talk, just like they hoes, that pressure be makin' them fold
My money longer, my n*gga stronger, I'm really doin' the most fo' so
If n*ggas ain't solid, then n*ggas ain't valid, I really don't care nothin' about 'em
My diamonds is wet like a fountain, they rocky, I'm climbin' the charts like a mountain
This paper I'm countin', comin' in constantly proud of, n*ggas quit b*tchin' about it
n*ggas be hoes, all in they feelings about it, ain't never gon' do sh*t about it
[Chorus]
Ever since I put the game in the choke hold
n*ggas informants, they runnin' their mouths
'Cause they runnin', they talk to the po-po
I'm unapproachable, they get emotional, that's why I keep me a .44
Next time I need me a boatload, I'm never a no-show
When it comes to this money, you n*ggas is so slow
Jealousy lives till you sellin' me out, now agents is takin' my photos
I'm back on the map and solo, you backstabbin' n*ggas a no-go
I know some n*ggas that mo' hoe then some of these b*tches
I know some hoes with no souls, them b*tches is killas

[Verse 2]
n*gga I'm certified, when I drop records I murder guys
My flow impeccable, I treat the beat like a edible, I got more bars then the federal
Penitentiary, I'm so dope they wanna sentence me
I know they envy me, ridin' in the back of the Tesla, smokin' on gas in this b*tch but it run off of energy
I got the game in a choke hold, I got that sh*t for the lo-lo
Playin' I'm bangin' that .44, we never f*ck with the po-po
In my hood that's just a no-no, hold on
Money keep callin' my phone
Man I'm so booked, I'll f*ck around, need me a clone
n*gga we on, pull up and f*ck sh*t up, pick up a bag and n*gga we go f*ck the
Industry, n*gga I'm in the street n*gga, this sh*t is sweet n*gga, I'm twenty deep n*gga
I ain't talkin' 'bout n*ggas I'm talkin' bout M's, drop the top let her hair blow in the wind
I sin, pray to God, do it again, n*gga I'm only human
My b*tch a ten times ten so I'ma need you and all of your friends, b*tch
[Chorus]
Ever since I put the game in the choke hold
n*ggas informants, they runnin' their mouths
'Cause they runnin', they talk to the po-po
I'm unapproachable, they get emotional, that's why I keep me a .44
Next time I need me a boatload, I'm never a no-show
When it comes to this money, you n*ggas is so-so
Jealousy lives till you sellin' me out, now agents is takin' my photos
I'm back on the map and solo, you backstabbin' n*ggas a no-go
I know some n*ggas that mo' hoe then some of these b*tches
I know some hoes with no souls, them b*tches is killas'
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