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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 to let it go we bout to phone it in you bitches aint comfortable in their own skin
no matter how you try you never be Kim

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

Aint no Shook Hands in
cross that Bridge ya goods in
the Queen of Harlem 'cept its BK way
makin sure eat every day

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

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

(Verse 3)
Never thought niggas would tell {aint this a ass niggas scared of jail
FED C.O.'s me head in my cell
my bid go easy recieve mail
back at my best, tight 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
wipe a nigga out for every while he laid up GIMME THAT!

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

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

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