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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 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 could be Kim

(Verse 1)
Take it back to Quiet Storm
don't without your firearm
4 alarm I blaze 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 pleaded
face it bitch ya there (echo you done there)
lean back you had ya run
as far as the bitches busy I'm number 1 here
yeah!

Aint no Hands in Brooklyn
cross that Bridge tuck ya in
like the Queen of 'cept its BK way
makin sure niggas eat 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 they my niggas im stickin with them
any rats we gonna them like my nigga did them Uh!

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

(Verse 3)
Never thought niggas would {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 tight dress
Its Sharks in the water come git your 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 Hands in Brooklyn
cross Bridge tuck ya goods in
Niggas get shot, stabbed up & get (yeah!)
you broke bitches got a dollar, go get fucked
for your money, too much mileage is no good
I mean I around, but you fucked the WHOLE HOOD
you bitches still boostin' running wit' credit Kim like Cleo about to set it off, and let it off (BLAWW!!)

Aint no Hands in Brooklyn
that Bridge tuck your goods 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, 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 find out the bitches is the one's with the heart HO ass niggas 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 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 Shook in Brooklyn
that Bridge tuck your goods in
niggas get shot locked down wear im from stick ups turn to shoot niggas you better run!

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