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Silkk The Shocker - DGame

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[chorus:]

Whats up playa? you looking slick with that

Hundred g chain with the bracelet to match

Check this out here whodi lay on the ground

For I show your clown ass how the hot boys sound

They going click click blow, blow click click blow,

Click click blow, blow click click blow

Click click blow, blow click click blow

Click click blow, blow thats my style



[verse 1:]

Popping wit terror take it straight to guns

Or we could keep it corporate give up your block and run

Too much paper here to try and count my ones

Over here cross me our hollow wall is young

For our haters on the streets tryin to measure my blow

If youve seen the new whip know they add nine 0s

Now Im up to 2 bricks, a seventy two 0s

If you counting by the whips than its eight different flows

Im heavy luva, with the diamonds and broads

Too heavy luva, with the cocaine and cars

And what I hop in, its my option

To shift the mash quit tryin to get in the dash



[chorus:]

Whats up playa? you looking slick with that

Hundred g chain with the bracelet to match

Check this out here whodi lay on the ground

For I show your clown ass how the hot boys sound

They going click click blow, blow click click blow,

Click click blow, blow click click blow

Click click blow, blow click click blow

Click click blow, blow thats my style



[verse 2:]

Now if its on with the bricks and the bag baby

You come short, Im a bust your head baby

They name a dope man whodi

Yeah thats me, Im out that 5-0-4 plus that c-p-3

Give me an ounce and ima flip it to a brick figga

You got my scratch, if you snitching you a trick figga

Hit the pen, you probably gonna be a misfigga

So heres a glock for your chest I mean your tits trigga



Imagine, all the bricks in the projects smeared with cocaine

I be the richest young soldier in this rap game

All my money come in armor trucks

More cars, more houses, more freaks to pluck

You wasnt work, when I was local playa

Im worldwide, you haters cant take it you petrified

Then let me lose after I reveal thuggin with p

Its no limit till I die yall cant get with me



[chorus:]

Whats up playa? you looking slick with that

Hundred g chain with the bracelet to match

Check this out here whodi lay on the ground

For I show your clown ass how the hot boys sound

They going click click blow, blow click click blow,

Click click blow, blow click click blow

Click click blow, blow click click blow

Click click blow, blow thats my style



[verse 3:]

I dont like violence but ha thats no shy logic

Dont like material stuff either, but sho got a lot of it

Just to make money off tha street na, I make it off the beat

Walk my rott off the leash right off the beach

Talking shit ima big spinner so I dont really talk to much

Got guns, really big ones, think rap softens us up

See I love my fans but I dont love them haters

I dont really like the fame much dog

But I show love to paper uh-huh

I want something bigger cause I love the dough

Niggas talk shit, shaqs out

Leave them looking like mugsy bogues

Zoom zoom, 1100s I still ride it slow

Not the type thats gonna floss

But I aint gonna hide it though

Learn the game from my big brother

C-e-o now, made man, shocker well..c-e-o sounds

We the type dog, go to sleep, wake up and ball

You know whats up what us

Now whats up with yall, uh-ha



[chorus:]

Whats up playa? you looking slick with that

Hundred g chain with the bracelet to match

Check this out here whodi lay on the ground

For I show your clown ass how the hot boys sound

They going click click blow, blow click click blow,

Click click blow, blow click click blow

Click click blow, blow click click blow

Click click blow, blow thats my style

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