Ab-Soul - Choke lyrics

[Intro: Snake Hollywood/Ab-Soul] Snake Holly, Ab-Soulo-Ho They know, smokin reggie-they ain't ready for dat million dolla flow, they gone choke! [SOOUULL] [Hook: Snake Hollywood & Ab-Soul] Just another day rolling through the hood Ridin round up to no good-- (Ab-Soul) tell these n***as hollywood You can ride to it, you can smoke You can puff pa** til ya, til ya choke, til ya, til ya, til ya choke [Verse 1: Snake Hollywood] Burnin' Jays of that dour bud n***a Turtle wax, triple polish-Cowabunga n***a No amount of words could define this hunger my n***a When a n***a's famished he could eat the glue off a stamp-BUT I CANT Im God... dont compare to them others Cause they dont bang (ungh) word to the mother If you ain't slangin that k**er or that OG Kush Dont approach me like you know me, Im OD Stush? Boss individual, Hoff givin you Swag on a kilogram through them blog interviews Brooklyn raised me, taught me how to swerve & taught me how to break a zigzag down wit the herb word My fingertips anointed, roll batches of white widow No ordinary Boss, strawberry cough cigarillo Know my accomplishments, Hoes wanna follow him Milk me for my doe but im lactose intolerant I get a leg up on these b**hes like an ottoman Who real? You ain't Way before the butane flow wit the blue flame When I was ridin round spazzin, snatching rings and chains on the Q-train [Hook: Snake Hollywood & Ab-Soul] Just another day rolling through the hood Ridin round up to no good-- (Ab-Soul) tell these n***as hollywood You can ride to it, you can smoke You can puff pa** til ya, til ya choke, til ya, til ya, til ya choke [Verse 2: Snake Hollywood & Ab-Soul] (Snake) Me and Broke is a oxymoron Finna get my Pac Shakur on, Lord Knows 20 Million dollar ambition im driven A champagne wish and a caviar dream lets get it Flooded rocks, black diamonds when the summer drops Charging these n***as like im Juggernaut Hard to be real when you ain't from the block We smoking blue straight off the boat You can taste the paddle & canoe in every toke (cough?) (Ab-Soul) Im in a rover, me and doe we rollin heavy smoke And you know we got that loud like a heavy note Backwood boxes devoured in a couple hours And the homie laced me wit an ounce of the sour You get the money & the power then you earn the respect or End up in a Urn I guess my actions is affirmative (soul) Pa** the herb to blacklippastor herb Im high as hell hell Thats a cla**ic contradiction Dont mind me im ganja twistin [Hook: Snake Hollywood & Ab-Soul] Just another day rolling through the hood Ridin round up to no good-- (Ab-Soul) tell these n***as hollywood You can ride to it, you can smoke You can puff pa** til ya, til ya choke, til ya, til ya, til ya choke Just another day rolling through the hood Ridin round up to no good-- (Snake Hollywood) tell these n***as Ab-Soul Snake Holly, Ab-Soulo-Ho They know, smokin reggie-they ain't ready for dat million dolla flow, they gone choke! [Verse 3: Ab-Soul] It ain't a myth my lungs black as my lips In different area codes, running through zips (ungh) Back to back, dabs of wax Had batches of hash before you hashed ya tag-you mad I had the game in the bag like a point 6 Like the d-boys showin love on the dimes of that piff (I'm) Somewhere gettin high in my downtime Makin space jams, I slam dunk when I rhyme You choking off that reginald, that ain't acceptable Professional puffers n***a, no swishers or dutches n***a OG 28 percent THC, flew into JFK, I know you smell me Hollywood Snake Holly, we high as we can be Im smokin that Tahoe, you rollin that Camry.... (Snake Hollywood interrupts) ayo Solo... lemme borrow them shades for a minute my n***a. I'mma give em right back to you... [Verse 4: Snake Hollywood] I'mma KDot k**a, Herbert Stevens the senior Snake Holly and my Son Soulo on the reup Been a minute since you Compton n***as stomped into war Little Rock Arkansas took yall title in 94 & this n***a Kendrick, he dont want that drama wit New York n***as that'll chop ya body up, feed u to Rottweilers & pits No evidence (nah), ain't no forensices for that cold case Hop up out the swimming pool, tell me how the ocean taste The beast from the east, I'mma a monster I body ya roster-devour ya squadron, f** Sherane put my co*k on her tonsils Talkin bout king of new york, n***a im Christopher Walken Laurence fishburne wit the nots at the chicken spot Lickin shots from Audis, Bugattis, Maserati drops Ask ya man Solo... he know... He could tell you clear as day that my lyricism is fury ? & given my past is a problem if I'm on yo a** The boogeyman standin right in ur livin room, screamin out harsh obscenities-twisted off shots of Hennessy Cause you dont understand him that dont mean that he nice It just means u corny as f** when you speak into mics Im from the home of the great Daddy Kane & Rakim Pac, Nas, Notorious Big, the Lox & them Jaz-O, Jay-Z, Pun & Joe Crack Papi Jeru The Damnja & the Mash Out Posse (Ahki) How can we compromise, n***as tellin lies The revolution of Snake Holly will not be televised This is not a cheap shot or publicity stunt, this that heat rock The opportunity to give you n***as what you want I got my money right, my bars is up, regardless of what you f** n***as is talkin bruh, my sh** hard as a Tonka Truck Conqueror, conquistador Bodies fallin all over Slauson, they dying before they reach the floor I dare you respond, this Napalm bomb, I transform to a Goblin?, like Im Rae Dawn Chong You a good kid in a mad city, I'mma gully youte Thats why you f**ing fools is scared to interact wit me Inhale that Sensi Mina, that Platinum Kush burnin slow I got you shook cause Im aimin for ya dome I dethrone priests, prophets & kings, my posse fixing to swarm Come see defeat, through the optical lense of the Don I'mma Kdot k**a, Jay-Rock die too, looking out for SchoolBoy Q when I find you... weak muthafukkas dont deserve to breath, Snake Holly-AbSoulo on the flow, yo these n***as gonna choke! [Ab-Soul] Snake Holly, Ab-Soulo-Ho They know, smokin reggie-they ain't ready for dat million dolla flow, they gone choke!