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Shook Lyrics

HA!HA!
(See I this shit)

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

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

Aint no Shook in Brooklyn
cross that Bridge ya goods in
the Queen of Harlem 'cept its BK way
makin sure eat every day

(Verse 2)
make me put a hit out tikitack
these always spit out
put your in a sticky sitiuation and GET OUT!
ride or die if my niggas then im stickin with them
any rats we gonna kiss them like my nigga did Uh!

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

(Verse 3)
Never thought niggas would tell {aint this a bitch} ass niggas of jail
FED C.O.'s me head in my cell
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
wipe a out for every thing while he laid up GIMME THAT!

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

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

(Verse 4)

Order marble for all you
Richy, Caulk (Kim)
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 punk 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 hope you 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 Bridge tuck your in
niggas get shot locked down wear im from ups turn to shoot outs niggas you better run!

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