London On Da Track - Choke lyrics

[Intro: Jules Winnfield] And you will know I am the lord, when I lay my vengeance upon you. I been saying that sh** for years, and if you heard it that meant yo a**. I never gave much thought to what it meant I just thought it was some cold blooded sh** to say to a muthaf**a before I popped a cap in his a**. I saw some sh** this morning made me think twice. See now I'm thinking, maybe it means you're the evil man, and I'm the righteous man. And Mr. 9mm here is the shepard protecting my righteous a** in the valley of darkness [Hook: Young Thug] Nipsey, smoke that lil b**h Take the cuban link off and choke that lil b**h I'mma gon' expose that lil b**h If you didn't know it n***a, now you know that lil b**h, hey! You's a co*ka roach a** lil b**h I'mma take your head off and roll it, no rollin' b**h, hey! Big B's on report card, right beside me is a whole lotta C's lord [Hook 2: Nipsey Hussle + Rich Homie Quan] Now you know, now you know Black loccs, Neck gold Now you know, now you know Rich bangers, d**h row Now you know, now you know Keep hammers, pockets bulge Now you know, now you know Yea, Yea Now you know, now you know Lil n***a, step off Now you know, now you know Fake bangers, Just pose Now you know, now you know Us n***as, snatch souls [Verse 1: Young Thug + Nipsey Hu$$le] Hold it, I'll eat you like a Krystal All my j**elry showin' loud like a whistle Hold it, know some bodies on my pistol Woah, don't push me cause I'm a k**er Thug, gon' and smoke that lil b**h Take the ruby robe off and choke that lil b**h You shoulda known, no approaching this clique Got the Damu riders and the Locs in this b**h Don't spit out my baby, all my whips the latest I know I'm the greatest, sorry but I'm taken And my living room floor plan spacious n***as better stop playin', get to busting at they faces I'll turn your goons into pieces and sell 'em overseas and I ain't gonna tease her, sit on it like a bleacher Send 'em to my Haitians in Miami, they gone heat 'em Or I might send 'em to my Crips, let them defeat 'em Shout out my n***as banging at the Four Seasons That good drank got a skinny n***a eatin' I gotta live, I could name 100 reasons, that I'm squeezin' [Hook: Young Thug] Nipsey, smoke that lil b**h Take the cuban link off and choke that lil b**h I'mma gon' expose that lil b**h If you didn't know it n***a, now you know that lil b**h, hey! You's a co*ka roach a** lil b**h I'mma take your head off and roll it, no rollin' b**h, hey! Big B's on report card, right beside me is a whole lotta C's lord [Hook 2: Nipsey Hussle + Rich Homie Quan] Now you know, now you know Black loccs, Neck gold Now you know, now you know Rich bangers, d**h row Now you know, now you know Keep hammers, pockets bulge Now you know, now you know Yea, Yea Now you know, now you know Lil n***a, step off Now you know, now you know Fake bangers, Just pose Now you know, now you know Us n***as, snatch souls [Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan] Thought I was playin', I had to show that lil b**h I f**ed her three times but I ain't know that lil b**h Went platinum a couple times now it's gold on my wrist Probation tryna drug test me, I can't hold my piss They claim that I owe the money, I don't know that n***a We throwin' up gang signs, no Zodiac n***a Been locked up like three times, I can't go back n***a Got these b**hes watching me like a Kodak picture but What am I to do when it feel like the walls are closing in, on me? Time is ticking, got the Frank on my wrist, I ain't talking about Ski I know these n***as talk about me Be the same n***a who be walking 'round me I tell a broke n***a "talk is cheap" Thugga Thugga wit' me, can't forget about [Hook: Young Thug] Nipsey, smoke that lil b**h Take the cuban link off and choke that lil b**h I'mma gon' expose that lil b**h If you didn't know it n***a, now you know that lil b**h, hey! You's a co*ka roach a** lil b**h I'mma take your head off and roll it, no rollin' b**h, hey! Big B's on report card, right beside me is a whole lotta C's lord [Hook 2: Nipsey Hussle + Rich Homie Quan] Now you know, now you know Black loccs, Neck gold Now you know, now you know Rich bangers, d**h row Now you know, now you know Keep hammers, pockets bulge Now you know, now you know Yea, Yea Now you know, now you know Lil n***a, step off Now you know, now you know Fake bangers, Just pose Now you know, now you know Us n***as, snatch souls