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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 damn 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
no matter how you try you could be Kim

(Verse 1)
Take it to that Quiet Storm
come without your firearm
4 alarm blaze I blaze bitches that 1-2 gauge
put them in the box, in the broke, cut it or weed it
how yall bum conceited? please!
up careers they pleaded
face it bitch ya done (echo you done there)
lean you had ya run there
as far as the bitches gettin busy I'm 1 here
yeah!

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

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

x2
Aint no Hands in Brooklyn
that Bridge tuck ya goods in
niggas get shot locked 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 scared of jail
FED C.O.'s givin me head in my
makin my bid go recieve mail
at my best, skin tight dress nigga
Its Sharks in the water 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 in Brooklyn
cross that Bridge ya goods in
get shot, stabbed up & get bucked (yeah!)
you bitches aint got a dollar, go get fucked
for your money, too much mileage is no good
I I fucked around, but you fucked the WHOLE HOOD
you bitches still boostin' running round wit' Kim like Cleo about to set it off, and let it off (BLAWW!!)

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

(Verse 4)

marble for all you broads
Richy, Caulk (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 punk ass bid, still up gettin pocked thats what ya PUNK ASS get SNITCH!

Aint no Shook Hands in Brooklyn cross that bridge tuck ya 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 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 bread this way BK! BK

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

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