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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 it in you bitches aint comfortable in their own skin
no how you try you could never be Kim

(Verse 1)
it back to that Quiet Storm
don't without your firearm
4 alarm blaze I bitches with that 1-2 gauge
put in the box, in the grave broke, cut it or weed it
how yall bum bitches please!
washed up careers they
face it bitch ya 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
that Bridge tuck ya goods in
like the Queen of Harlem its BK way
makin sure eat every day

(Verse 2)
Don't me put a hit out tikitack
rappin' always spit out
put your self in a sitiuation and GET OUT!
ride or die if they my niggas then im stickin with
any rats we gonna kiss them like my 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)
thought niggas would tell {aint this a bitch} ass niggas scared of jail
FED C.O.'s givin me in my cell
my bid go easy recieve mail
back at my best, skin dress nigga
Its Sharks in the come 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 Hands in Brooklyn
cross that tuck ya goods in
Niggas get shot, stabbed up & get (yeah!)
you broke 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' credit Kim like about to set it off, and let it off (BLAWW!!)

Aint no Shook Hands in
cross that Bridge tuck your in
niggas get shot, down wear I'm from,
stick ups turn to outs niggas you better 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 scared of a punk ass bid, still wind up gettin pocked thats what ya PUNK ASS get SNITCH!

Aint no Shook Hands in cross that bridge tuck ya goods in
gangsta in my 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 this way BK! BK

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

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