Shook Lyrics
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 comfortable in their own skin no matter how you try you could be Kim
(Verse 1) Take it back to that 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 bitches please! up careers they pleaded face it bitch ya there (echo you done there) lean back you had ya run as far as the bitches gettin busy I'm number 1 yeah!
Aint no Hands in Brooklyn cross 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 rappin' always out put self in a sticky sitiuation and GET OUT! ride or die if they my niggas im stickin with them any rats we gonna kiss like my nigga did them Uh!
x2 Aint no Shook Hands in cross that Bridge tuck ya in niggas get shot locked down wear I'm from stick ups to shoot outs niggas you better run
(Verse 3) Never thought niggas would tell this a bitch} 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 dress 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 up GIMME THAT!
Aint no Shook Hands in cross that tuck ya goods in Niggas get shot, stabbed up & get (yeah!) you broke 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 like Cleo to set it off, and let it off (BLAWW!!)
Aint no Shook Hands in cross that Bridge tuck your in niggas get shot, locked wear I'm from, stick ups turn to shoot niggas you better run
(Verse 4)
Order marble for all you Richy, Caulk (Kim) bitches I pay the cost , 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 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 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 this way BK! BK
(chorus)x2 no Shook Hands in Brooklyn croos that Bridge tuck your in niggas get shot locked down wear im from ups turn to shoot outs niggas you better run!
Run! run! run!------------{fin}