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Shook Hands

HA!HA!
(See I this shit)

You see what the problem is these's bitches dont know me poke theses got Ho's here we go agin its time to let it go we bout to phone it in you bitches aint comfortable in their own skin
no how you try you could never be Kim

(Verse 1)
Take it back to that Storm
don't come without your
4 alarm blaze I blaze bitches with that 1-2
put in the box, in the grave broke, cut it or weed it
how yall bum bitches please!
washed up they pleaded
face it bitch ya done (echo you done there)
lean you had ya run there
as far as the bitches gettin I'm number 1 here
yeah!

Aint no Shook in Brooklyn
cross that Bridge tuck ya in
like the of Harlem 'cept its BK way
makin sure niggas eat day

(Verse 2)
Don't make me put a hit out
these rappin' always out
put your self in a sitiuation and GET OUT!
ride or die if they my niggas then im stickin them
any rats we gonna kiss like my nigga did them Uh!

x2
Aint no Hands in Brooklyn
cross Bridge tuck ya goods in
niggas get shot locked down wear I'm from stick ups turn to shoot niggas you better run

(Verse 3)
Never thought would tell {aint this a bitch} ass niggas scared of jail
FED C.O.'s givin me head in my
makin my bid go easy recieve
back at my best, skin tight dress
Its Sharks in the come git your life vest
or get ate up A's to the S's we K'd up
a nigga out for every thing while he laid up GIMME THAT!

Aint no Hands in Brooklyn
that Bridge tuck ya goods in
Niggas get shot, stabbed up & get (yeah!)
you broke bitches aint got a dollar, go get
for your rent money, too much mileage is no
I I fucked around, but you fucked the WHOLE HOOD
you bitches still boostin' round wit' credit Kim like Cleo about to set it off, and let it off (BLAWW!!)

Aint no Shook Hands in
that Bridge tuck your goods in
niggas get shot, down wear I'm from,
stick ups turn to shoot outs niggas you run

(Verse 4)

marble for all you broads
Richy, Rich-McCaully (Kim)
bitches I pay the cost , whole life I took care of my dogs until the indictment everbody aint stand tall, thats when the bullshit start and the team fell apart and you find out the bitches is the one's with the heart HO ass niggas scared of a ass bid, still wind up gettin pocked thats what ya PUNK ASS get SNITCH!

Aint no Shook Hands in Brooklyn cross that bridge ya goods in
gangsta in my skirt straight eight in my purse all you bitches get murcked and peace lay in the dirt, all you clowns lay around the way wit dem you aint around when them rounds get sprayed at them (BLAWW!) K-I-M its the way I am the way I play you Ho's weren't bread this way BK! BK

(chorus)x2
no Shook Hands in Brooklyn
croos that tuck your goods in
niggas get shot locked down wear im from ups turn to shoot outs niggas you better run!

Run! run! run!------------{fin}