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Shook Hands

HA!HA!
(See I this shit)

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

(Verse 1)
Take it to that Quiet Storm
don't come without 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 yall bum conceited? please!
washed up they pleaded
face it bitch ya done there (echo you there)
lean back you had ya run
as far as the bitches gettin busy I'm number 1
yeah!

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

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

x2
Aint no Hands in Brooklyn
that Bridge tuck ya goods in
niggas get shot locked down 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 in my cell
makin my bid go easy recieve
back at my best, skin dress nigga
Its Sharks in the water come git your life
or get ate up A's to the S's we K'd up
wipe a nigga out for thing while he laid up GIMME THAT!

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

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

(Verse 4)

Order 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 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 that bridge tuck 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 Bridge tuck goods in
niggas get shot locked down wear im from stick ups turn to shoot outs you better run!

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