Gp Wu - Chamber Danger Lyrics
Intro:(whispering) take em shake em brake em (x8)1,1,1,2, how we do it real son. word up. yo yo yo yo so now enter the nextChamber yo yo check it.Rubbabandz:Yo yo when I approach the battlefieldsGrab your neck and protect and never neglect the blood spillIm bein all I can be like the armyCorrect Im droppin more loads then dirty laundryAll four embarrassing you like a cold soreIm lockin niggas down like the lawThe eight ball must take a fallWhy its like that?The white ball takes out the blackIm deeper then the pain being felt through abortionGot to pay the cost and now this is extortionComin out your pockets like sperm cause Im forcinYour sweatin I bring fear like armaggedonDown low recka:Its show time yall can put that shit to restWatch down low wreck it in one verse or lessGive me room who the ***** is that strippin in the back frontinLike he a mack stuntinWith no stats but you lack thee intelligence to be a masterI season never teasin for self pleasinIll take em get into their brain cells and rape emShake em out of all reality and brake emHook:Think you had enough of this roughnessWell get the ***** out my chamber nigga(take em shake em brake em) till he had enough(take em shake em brake em) enough of that real stuff(take em shake em brake em) give it to em rawIn my chamber dangerRubbabandz:It took some time and a lot of thought to get my head togetherIts like runnin for your guns you might as well run foreverDependin on steal dick nigga you aint shitCause gladiators dont need guns to cause crucial conflictsWe hit like mack trucks what the ***** was you thinkinI got stuck now I walk the streets without blinkinCause I know the spotlight invites greedy and grimey individuals in myCipherForcing me to get hyper run up the steps plot on top of the roof and playMister sniper(I see you nigga) 1-81 side chamber dangerOne in the head I take your life outta angerIntentionally get away with the crime and make it an unsolved mysteryDown low recka:Thats how the shits suppose to beStop its down lows turn to rockGive me the mic plus gas to lock shows in blocksI got the ladderAnd if I ever fall from the top Im a splatterThen heat my way back to hotIts a natural fact when its wack I conteractDown low (flip the sound) rns (flip the track)And take em back you mother*****in right its like thatIm strapped with double edge swords and a macFor ya area *****es got me runnin from the catAll I want is my m-o-n-e-y dime sackIts on gp connects like fullWar rns tracks lay lawAnd got this shit here locked we on top the forgotten rotShoalin zoo dirty rotten spot make it hot by lickin shotThen pursue a homicide this is stop em from committing suuuuicideHook
