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Gp Wu - Chamber Danger
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Intro: (whispering) take em shake em brake em (x8) 1,1,1,2, how we do it real son. word up. yo yo yo yo so now enter the next Chamber yo yo check it. Rubbabandz: Yo yo when I approach the battlefields Grab your neck and protect and never neglect the blood spill Im bein all I can be like the army Correct Im droppin more loads then dirty laundry All four embarrassing you like a cold sore Im lockin niggas down like the law The eight ball must take a fall Why its like that? The white ball takes out the black Im deeper then the pain being felt through abortion Got to pay the cost and now this is extortion Comin out your pockets like sperm cause Im forcin Your sweatin I bring fear like armaggedon Down low recka: Its show time yall can put that shit to rest Watch down low wreck it in one verse or less Give me room who the fuck is that strippin in the back frontin Like he a mack stuntin With no stats but you lack thee intelligence to be a master I season never teasin for self pleasin Ill take em get into their brain cells and rape em Shake em out of all reality and brake em Hook: Think you had enough of this roughness Well get the fuck out my chamber nigga (take em shake em brake em) till he had enough (take em shake em brake em) enough of that real stuff (take em shake em brake em) give it to em raw In my chamber danger Rubbabandz: It took some time and a lot of thought to get my head together Its like runnin for your guns you might as well run forever Dependin on steal dick nigga you aint shit Cause gladiators dont need guns to cause crucial conflicts We hit like mack trucks what the fuck was you thinkin I got stuck now I walk the streets without blinkin Cause I know the spotlight invites greedy and grimey individuals in my Cipher Forcing me to get hyper run up the steps plot on top of the roof and play Mister sniper (I see you nigga) 1-81 side chamber danger One in the head I take your life outta anger Intentionally get away with the crime and make it an unsolved mystery Down low recka: Thats how the shits suppose to be Stop its down lows turn to rock Give me the mic plus gas to lock shows in blocks I got the ladder And if I ever fall from the top Im a splatter Then heat my way back to hot Its a natural fact when its wack I conteract Down low (flip the sound) rns (flip the track) And take em back you motherfuckin right its like that Im strapped with double edge swords and a mac For ya area bitches got me runnin from the cat All I want is my m-o-n-e-y dime sack Its on gp connects like full War rns tracks lay law And got this shit here locked we on top the forgotten rot Shoalin zoo dirty rotten spot make it hot by lickin shot Then pursue a homicide this is stop em from committing suuuuicide Hook
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