i wear. go fuck yourselves, cause i don't care! it's all who you know, it's all politics. i'm through with your games, i'm through with your shit!
getting in and you know we gotta do it and take it to another place gotta taste it and I gotta grab it and I gotta cut all through this traffic just
kitchen, need some jet skies Take the fork in the water, that's a water spoke You all know I'm bullshitting, that's my water joke You know this shit
if my head is too big for this building And pardon me if I'm a cocky prick but you cocks are slick Poppin shit on how you flipped ya life around, crock-of-shit
Little Nickie Play the "Casino", greedy bitches gettin' blown like Sharon gettin' stoned But this ain't no fuckin' movie, ain't nobody yellin' "cut" and gettin' up Fuck the bullshit
nigga happened that's why I left Niggas get strep-throats, throats get strepped Get your shit taken then your shit is kept Uh, shit in a step, if not
here at the ammo dump With my nigga Aladdin, SLJ, LP and my nigga Henry G Yeah, we do the shit like this The card after the ace is deuce So cut the
pop bullshit Turn up your stereo hops, insert the rhyme clip Roll your windows up, make sure it's air tight E.Q. the track exact so shit sounds right
you never had my heart But I'd be lyin' Fuckin' see why they call this bullshit a relationship, ships sink And you know it's love soon as you fall in it 'cause shit
Niggas thought I lost it, they be talking bullshit I be talking more shit, they nauseous Hold up, I'll be here forever you know I'm on my fall shit And
his dollars to give gifts at the projects These dudes is all politics, depositin' checks They put in they pocket, all you get in return is a lotta lip An' y'all buy the shit
thought I lost it, they be talking bullshit I be talking more shit, they nauseous Hold up, I'll be here forever you know I'm on my fall shit And I ain
give, ya dig! you the shit, you the shit yeah mami you the shit, you the shit uh huh you the shit, you the shit yeah mami you the shit [hook] show em
, something gonna give, yaa diiig! You the shit, you the shit Yeah mommy You the shit, you the shit Uh huh You the shit, you the shit Yeah mommy You the shit
in Something I can't get out of If you thought twice shorty then I doubt ya Need to get off of my back Your line to tight need to cut me some slack So
Shook Hands Lyrics Yeah- HA!HA! (See I love this shit) You see what the problem is these's bitches dont know me poke theses got damn Ho's here we go
you bring the money This ain't the seventies, I'm far from a jive turkey My circle, it can't be broken, open, cut-throatin', provokin' Record promotin
