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Shook

"Shook" Lyrics by CupcakKe

These niggas don’t want it

These niggas don’t want it

I’m a give em that look

You pick yo hittas from the block

I pick my niggas outta jail

Them killers who splash niggas and got the highest bail

One morning they locked up the next day they out they cell

Snatch the keys out the police pocket and dare they tell

I’m from the block where anything you need is in stock

From either rapping in the booth or selling cocaine or rocks

Gotta get it one way or another I can’t stop

I even rob niggas who be on the train selling socks

I got dreadhead niggas who thirsty to pull the trigger

Take your cheese like a picture to make it a little clearer

If you think its sweet we gone smack you until you bitter

I push a lot of fucking buttons it make drug dealers sick

Cause if I deal the shit, cut the shit, then nigga its my shit

You fuck with me, and I’m the boss

Then niggas just better quit

Outside, I’m outside like Bernie Mac who you wit?

Putting money on yo head that’s a auction

Drag a nigga from Stony Island to Halstead

Get out of line you getting flipped like you a dolphin

I put you underground without a fucking coffin

I’ll bust a nigga eye till its swole

I’m a bring that heat when it’s cold

I blow the Mac-10 thru yo center

It’ll make you listen like Linda

[Chorus:]

You don’t wanna, you don’t wanna, you don’t wanna get that ass smoked

You don’t wanna, you don’t wanna, you don’t wanna get yo life took

I ain’t even coming ten deep, and these niggas, these niggas, these niggas be shook

I busted 30 shots, do I need to motherfuck to let you know that I’m a motherfuckin’, motherfuckin’ crook

You don’t wanna, you don’t wanna, you don’t wanna you don’t wanna get shook

You don’t wanna, you don’t wanna, you don’t wanna you don’t wanna get shook

I ain’t even coming ten deep, and these niggas, these niggas, these niggas be shook

I busted 30 shots, do I need to motherfuck to let you know that I’m a motherfuckin’, motherfuckin’ crook

Run yo lips, leave the clip, hop in the whip then I dip

Leave no money behind nigga this is not a tip

I do what I want and I take what I want

Cause nigga I’m paying my taxes

Not talking Brad Pitt but I be on my fit

I’m a shoot when I hit every action

I’m a be ready to blow yo whole squad gotta go

I’m a take away them then take away you

I’m a be doing subtraction I’ma take away all yo niggas

Yeah I’ma be doing subtraction

And if they try to make it out the jam I’m a hit they ass with a bracket

My hands doing all the action, Yo fuck nigga whats cracking?

Crack his fucking skull, leave it fractured

Chiraq get packed like noodles, I’m a pit you a motherfuckin’ poodle

I keep bills with me like Rudy military and Call of Duty

You only clapping up in that church but I’m clapping bitches under dirt

Put yo nigga face up on a shirt like a porn bitch I’m gone squirt

Click-clack-pow nigga that’s the sound

My bullets like a hoe bet my bullets gone get around

His last word “ouch” shots going out

Innocent bystanders better take another route

Chopper on popper it’s a bag, drop it then kidnap them Rugrats

That 40 make 40 dem jump back

I might go to jail but fuck that!

[Chorus]

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