Bitch Im'a killa for reala that's no joke slide nigga either fast or slow I gotsta pop nigga don't stop cuz one of us gotsta go muthafuckas be trippin' I'm from these streets where the mission is to die Preparin' like I was to die Down South, West Coast niggas two sides You bitches be tryna' fade me But ain't nothin' promised Yah can't play me You best be quick for talkin' that shit That Im'a gets that 380 I'm all up in yo' grill Time tah chill Pay my bills Gotta stay real Tru 2 da game in fact niggas gonna lay back, flat cuz I ain't the nigga ta fuck with So you niggas need tah step the fuck off Before I leave ya'll niggas in a bag Talkin' that trash, you get hauled off in a black truck Nigga back up, stacks up When I blast I'm never gonna miss Nigga hollow tips in yo' shit Bitch wassup nigga now lay the fuck down what now it's my block co' shop down nigga top down drop now nigga what's now where's the pop now Wassup baby gotta play me Grab the 380 nigga been shady Even lately gotta watch his back cuz he stacks cuz them niggas be trippin' on gats where I'm at Strapped with a infrared pump I'm not Kris Kross but I make em jump nigga front and turn watch them bustas and they click run
[chorus x2]
Bitch I'm a killa For real (The Shocker) That's no joke Strapped with a fo' fo' ain't nothin changed since I done wen't solo (The Shocker)
1,2,3 you know Silkk a G I know this dope game like I know my abc's
[Silkk]
Bitch I be quick to leave a nigga lookin' like a cotex Nigga cocked like I ain't had no sex And I be on time like a rolex You can put me in a room with 10 of the best of 'em I'd be the man in yo' face So fuck the rest of them I'm the best of 'em Ya bitch be trippin' but ya'll nigga don't scare
[Big Ed]
Yo man Silkk these niggas ain't ready yet
[Silkk]
I know that's why I'm giving them a chance So they can prepare themselves I be the man Ya'll niggas be trippin' And ya'll niggas be frontin' black You think this the shit my nigga Ya'll niggas ain't here nuttin' yet Cuz look deep into the eyes of a niggas stuff I gives a fuck Why I OUTTA! Fuck You UP! Nigga be hatin' So proud that they dont wanna fuckin' fight Cuz I done fucked his woman and now all her girls have been fuckin' light
[Master P]
what's yo' name homie? (SILKK) What you came here to do? (SHOCK THE WORLD)
[Chorus x3]
[Master P]
It's time to flip a script and turn a half into a million and turn a hoe into a zillion my game be tight like the bulls and after my shows there ain't NO LIMIT to the hoes I can pull Girls be sweatin' me like Im'a bandana My lyrics so gangsta the police keep them on the radar scanner But I be tight like the Titanic while ya'll suckas sellin' wammys we on our way to the Grammys 3rd ward brothers that came up Keep my name out yo' mouth like Messy Marvin I'm gonna wipe you up And yo' game better be tight Cuz ain't no luv where I'm from from morning to night Fools be bout it they be rowdy Still puttin' money in the bank like Uncle Sam And taxin' fools, dead All ya'll suckas on the block are tryna stop me Can't fade me And me and Silkk be livin' large Sippin' on mo wet but strapped with the plastic toys Down South we be hustlin' Settin' the line behind bustas that we ain't trustin Ya'll better wake up and smell the aroma Cuz we doin this from Down South to California
[chorus x4]
[Master P]
The Shocker, haha Ain't nothin' change with No Limit Straight up Ice Cream We got some mo ice cream fo' ya'llTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
