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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 theses got damn Ho's here we go agin its time to let it go we bout to phone it in you bitches aint in their own skin
no matter how you try you could be Kim

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

Aint no Shook Hands in
cross Bridge tuck ya goods in
like the Queen of 'cept its BK way
makin sure niggas eat day

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

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

(Verse 3)
Never niggas 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 mail
back at my best, skin tight nigga
Its Sharks in the water come git life vest
or get ate up A's to the S's we K'd up
wipe a nigga out for every thing while he laid up THAT!

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

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

(Verse 4)

Order 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 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 aint 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
Aint no Shook Hands in
croos that Bridge tuck goods in
niggas get shot locked down wear im from stick ups turn to shoot outs niggas you run!

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