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shake the block - d. chamberz lyrics

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[intro]
wussup
you already know what it is when we stop on that block
uncle murda wussup
chamberz what up
shake the block
they know what we doing when we hop out that big toy
shake the block
they don’t know if we got that thing on us or not
shake the block
what?
shake the block
wussup!
shake the block
you know i’m from coney island (word!)
shake the block
that’s what we do out there
shake the block
the whole brooklyn up in here
(east new york) – uncle murda
uncle murda what up boy
shake the block
shake the block
shake the block

[verse 1: d. chamberz]
pass me a brick if i don’t get signed
fresh off the scale i break down in dimes
im never gon snitch, did all my time
parole was on my heals, was in the crib by nine
get work, flip work
swerve in that jag
ten dime pieces tell em throw it in the bag
throwing the feds off jumping in and out of cabs
could fly to dubai off my gift of gab
then jayo bomma hit me, told me hurry up and shake the block
now im in the booth whippin work with two extra pots
plans to do shows, vip get extra guap
try to violate and your face will get extra shot
once they hear the sound and you fall, that’ll shake the block
size of the sh*ll on the floor will shake a cop
had the block hot like hot 97
after the smoke clear the block will look like 9/11
flying on the highway, doing what i do
listening to the pitbulls from 12 to 2
they saying “we the best”
i’m starting to feel like it
and all this pure sour, i’m starting to feel psychic
troy ave said “no chuck in your rap”
i say use the beat, sound like new york when you rap
i’m d.chamberz, no time for the small talk
bet i shake the block when uncle murda let that four off
[hook: d. chamberz]
shake the block
shake the block
(chamberz what up?)
shake the block
shake the block
sh*sh*shake the block
(woah)
shake the block
(coney island what up?)
shake the block
shake the block
shake the block
sh*sh*shake the block
(east new york)

[verse 2: uncle murda]
i rap about people i shoot and make the song hot
then get a clean version over to ***** so he can shake the block
k!ll you in front of your pops, made him throw up
he watchin you die, but he ain’t get to watch you grow up
(deadbeat)
i’m’a do the same thing to your brother, they got different fathers
a few n*ggas used to f*ck they mother
(they mother was a hoe)
f*ck this hip*hop sh*t, i’m pappy mason from queens
when he got the cop hit (bang bang)
the realest rapper you gone ever meet
my nickname is the kid that disrespect police
i let her give me head, what’s all the complaining about?
she wanted to f*ck, she was mad when i came in her mouth
i made her swallow it all son, then act like i had to leave after my phone rung
(h*llo)
i said, b*tch my man life in danger
she think i’m going to k!ll something for d.chamberz
[hook: d. chamberz]
shake the block
(you already know what’s up homie)
shake the block
(i mean, when shorty riding, she know what it is)
shake the block
(hop out)
shake the block
(wussup)
sh*sh*shake the block
(you already know its wm2, warrior mentality)
shake the block
(when i’m on that strip that’s what we looking to do)
shake the block
shake the block
shake the block
(let’s get it)
sh*sh*shake the block

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