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Correct Goin' Be Some Shit Lyrics
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Correct Goin' Be Some Shit
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I think it's time I start feeling bitchy I've been too nice, too motherfucking long Yeah, it's definitely time I get nasty (Goin' be some shit) [Sheek] Yeah, yo, well if I can't talk less squall finish streets like the westerns Ten paces, turn around and squeeze at unfamiliar faces First y'all industry niggas shut the fuck up Swear you know a nigga's shit by readin the Vibe Well some faggit-ass reporter don, wrote in your life I stop the presses, don't let this be your last interview you do I say it straight, print it straight to avoid this bullet wound boo And y'all niggas kill me with that Windy Williams shit Well see a player ?, swear a nigga Puff jerkin niggas money Something ain't right, them niggas ain't got no whips Where they rolley's at, but fuck y'all we got more chips Shit y'all doing nothing, I can buy a ? for a bitch Now let me see what else, oh yeah these hoes act like we married We ain't engaged, don't be mad if I don't take you backstage Yo, if I hit that I hit that, why don't you leave it at that Instead you try to star sixty-nine my bitches on jacks That's why you get smacked, cause y'all hoes ain't never gon' learn That's why many of these younger brothers don't go on that turn As for y'all MC's, whoever write your rhymes Might as well hold your microphone, that's how I feel if it ain't your own But we spit as individually writ, why you paid sixteen stars to write your Sixteen balls Bought like sixteen cars and ain't like none of them yours y'all niggas lucked up and made it through these doors, shut the fuck up [Chorus:] Shut the fuck up (Hot damn) (Going be some shit) [Sheek] Yo, yo, yo, hey yo I pump up, get big walk through the party jig Hat back, tattoos that's straight to the bar, kid No weed, healthy as an ox the big man from Lox You see solo in some spots, no crew just blocks The freaky one, mom said I was soon to be done Because I sexed more, and my career's yet to begun But I can't help that, you bless me with they looks and pops with the yanks So now the dimes gimme brain, and spot me faster in his hand Sheek baby, my style been rough until Puff showed me the better things in life And how to live phat like Biggie, so I present my shit like that Half rough half jiggy, this part time college nigga, part time job Had to taste the cake one time and decided to rob, and buy drugs Caught slipping almost got Sheek plugged, Jack Daniel, dog Shorty rushed the building with the pump out, he spit around I'm like, whoa! I guess it was God that pushed my head down, cause I ain't know, word yo And since then neither religious or christian, but I keep the faith in Him Plus the desert eagle clan, so if niggas click they know by now they better ? wha [Chrous] [Sheek] Yo, hey yo, my whole click been ConAir, every time we fly but we don't jack shit We play it cool when in doubt no cash, plastic, gats plastic Now that's sweet, undetected, so when I walk through the scanners it don't beep I hear fuck Sheek, fuck the Lox, Styles, and Jay, so what they signed to Bad Boy Puff jerkin them anyway, but the difference is if I'm gettin jerked I'm still Seeing noise Push the big boy toys that fly by like zooms So I sit and ? like a bitch, Lox in Cancun Up in daddios fucking wild hoes, the groupy chicas So fuck y'all, we paid y'all ?, we train hard continuously, cause we Smart I rock you ran up them stairs, we run up charts and won't stop til one of us Depart With one through the heart, but even then that won't stop us Cause or spirit gon' guide us, till we rich and old, hand worn down from Arthritis In the hall of fame, we killed this game in your website like spiders Old and gray we're still the same Lox you can't divide us, wha [Chorus]
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