Artist: Nipsey Hussle f/ Rich Homie Quan, Young Thug Album: Choke (S) Song: Choke Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Jules Winnfield] And you will know I am the lord when I lay my vengeance upon you I been saying that shit for years, and if you heard it that meant yo ass I never gave much thought to what it meant I just thought it was some cold blooded shit to say to a muthafucka before I popped a cap in his ass I saw some shit 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 shepherd protecting my righteous ass in the valley of darkness [Young Thug] Nipsey, smoke that lil bitch Take the cuban link off and choke that lil bitch I'm a gon' expose that lil bitch If you didn't know it nigga, now you know that lil bitch, hey! You's a cocka roach ass lil bitch I'm a take your head off and roll it, no rollin' bitch, hey! Big B's on report card, right beside me is a whole lotta C's lord [Nipsey Hussle & Rich Homie Quan] Now you know, now you know Black loccs, Neck gold Now you know, now you know Rich bangers, Death 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 nigga, step off Now you know, now you know Fake bangers, Just pose Now you know, now you know Us niggas, snatch souls [Young Thug & Nipsey Hu$$le] Hold it, I'll eat you like a Krystal All my jewelry showin' loud like a whistle Hold it, know some bodies on my pistol Woah, don't push me cause I'm a killer Thug, gon' and smoke that lil bitch Take the ruby robe off and choke that lil bitch You shoulda known, no approaching this clique Got the Damu riders and the Locs in this bitch 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 Niggas 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 niggas banging at the Four Seasons That good drank got a skinny nigga eatin' I gotta live, I could name 100 reasons, that I'm squeezin' [Young Thug] Nipsey, smoke that lil bitch Take the cuban link off and choke that lil bitch I'm a gon' expose that lil bitch If you didn't know it nigga, now you know that lil bitch, hey! You's a cocka roach ass lil bitch I'm a take your head off and roll it, no rollin' bitch, hey! Big B's on report card, right beside me is a whole lotta C's lord [Nipsey Hussle & Rich Homie Quan] Now you know, now you know Black loccs, Neck gold Now you know, now you know Rich bangers, Death 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 nigga, step off Now you know, now you know Fake bangers, Just pose Now you know, now you know Us niggas, snatch souls [Rich Homie Quan] Thought I was playin', I had to show that lil bitch I fucked her three times but I ain't know that lil bitch 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 nigga We throwin' up gang signs, no Zodiac nigga Been locked up like three times, I can't go back nigga Got these bitches 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 niggas talk about me Be the same nigga who be walking 'round me I tell a broke nigga "talk is cheap" Thugga Thugga with' me, can't forget about [Young Thug] Nipsey, smoke that lil bitch Take the cuban link off and choke that lil bitch I'm a gon' expose that lil bitch If you didn't know it nigga, now you know that lil bitch, hey! You's a cocka roach ass lil bitch I'm a take your head off and roll it, no rollin' bitch, hey! Big B's on report card, right beside me is a whole lotta C's lord [Nipsey Hussle & Rich Homie Quan] Now you know, now you know Black loccs, Neck gold Now you know, now you know Rich bangers, Death 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 nigga, step off Now you know, now you know Fake bangers, Just pose Now you know, now you know Us niggas, snatch souls