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Shook Lyrics

HA!HA!
(See I love shit)

You see what the problem is these's bitches dont know me poke 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 skin
no matter how you try you never be Kim

(Verse 1)
Take it back to Quiet Storm
don't without your firearm
4 blaze I blaze bitches with that 1-2 gauge
put them in the box, in the grave broke, cut it or it
how bum bitches conceited? please!
washed up careers pleaded
it bitch ya done there (echo you done there)
lean back you had ya run
as far as the gettin busy I'm number 1 here
yeah!

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

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

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

(Verse 3)
Never thought niggas would tell {aint this a ass niggas scared of jail
FED C.O.'s givin me in my cell
makin my bid go recieve mail
back at my best, skin tight dress
Its Sharks in the water 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 Shook Hands in
cross that Bridge ya goods in
Niggas get shot, stabbed up & get (yeah!)
you bitches aint got a dollar, go get fucked
for your rent money, too much is no good
I mean I fucked around, but you fucked the WHOLE
you bitches still boostin' running round wit' credit Kim Cleo about to set it off, and let it off (BLAWW!!)

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

(Verse 4)

Order for all you broads
Richy, Caulk (Kim)
bitches I pay the cost , whole 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 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 weren't bread way BK! BK

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

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