Shyste Lyrics
| Song | Shyste |
| Artist | II Tru |
| Album | A New Breed of Female |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Blaine, Wallace, Wilson | |
| (Jhaz) | |
| Shyste niggas be tryin' to fade me | |
| Nope, I don't | |
| (Brina) | |
| Niggas be tryin' to test us | |
| Don't wanna see this here showdown | |
| Shyste niggas be trying to fade me | |
| (Jhaz) | |
| Shyste niggas be tryin' to fade me | |
| Nope I don't | |
| And with this bullshit I cannot cope | |
| You played me once too many times, and it's over with | |
| Dumb trick shit, I can't stand a shyste bitch | |
| But anyway, let's take this into deeper visions | |
| A nigga quick to play ya, is shyste's definition | |
| Better watch your back, 'cause shyste ones have many faces | |
| Buck quick shyste bitch ain't go no love for them aces | |
| And a nigga bring it on 'cause I got plenty of bangin' | |
| That's the cut to (pay me back up), so you knows I don't give a fuck | |
| But, shit, as sista' down for whatever | |
| But shystiness just gets to me - a fuckin' mental terror | |
| Clearer are my visions, shyste ones I see right through you | |
| On my Ps and Qs, plus I'm immune to your voodoo | |
| Fool, you cannot handle me, tell me how did you figure? | |
| Straight from the Clair, in here with Cliffview, on the topic of shyste niggas | |
| (Brina) | |
| Shyste nigga you figured you could fade me | |
| Cluckas that try to test underestimate a thorough lady up in this game | |
| 'Cause I done struggled in these streets | |
| Done had too many chumps going against the grain | |
| Tryin' to compete, playa hate in my hood, runnin' they mouth like bitches | |
| All these smiling faces that's doubtin' the camp | |
| Well, figures, wanna be obstacles | |
| But couldn't stop us, from hittin' them levels | |
| Shyste fools gon' dis you, no matter if you do better, I'm a go-getter | |
| Don't let no bustas stop no show | |
| Sista gon' do her thang, gon' run game, and stack some dough | |
| Pack the chrome pump, sister strapped at all times | |
| Ain't no gangsta comin' off shady gon' make me handle mine | |
| (Jhaz) | |
| Now check this nigga with a mouthpiece, undercover shyste bitch | |
| Although you claim to be down | |
| I find you only stick and dig trick with game | |
| But eventually, all become recognized | |
| Eighty-six a bitch who a shyste one, best break up all ties | |
| Got no remorse, breakin' 'em off, puttin' an end to all this | |
| You see my mind begins to click | |
| When a shyste one's in my presence | |
| Insane, I think not, as a matter of fact I got much that's on that other level | |
| I done peeped all of your shystiness come to mentals | |
| The cards on the table, your hands be ? as you envision the game | |
| But bitch you fucked with them pros | |
| I got my nina, Brina hollerin', so you know I got my gauge | |
| Caught up in the game so it ain't shit for a sista to flip anyway | |
| I'm steady ? blastin' ass | |
| Come on over with your crew | |
| Got clips for days, and I'm high ? | |
| Sistas don't give a fuck about you | |
| So bring whatever, clever you think your plan may be | |
| My mentals way too tight, and I hate a nigga that's shyste | |
| (Brina) | |
| Tryin' to fade a sista, they got hard-game, playa | |
| You must didn't catch the ? then think back to verse one | |
| Son, 'cause all games ain't the same when ya | |
| Tryin' to run up in a nigga for digital figures | |
| Thinkin' you gettin' (over unnoticed, undercover gold-digger) | |
| Shyste moves prove your hands can't be trusted for nothin' | |
| So let's stop frontin', ? this ain't for blood | |
| 'Cause we start ? turn in your ho-cards, since damage is done | |
| Best believe they don't how to, son, better off on the run them ho-cards | |
| I don't deal, when shakin' your hand is a must | |
| Fool, tryin' to play games with this pay, to get paid you'll get schooled | |
| On the real, chill them shyste-type skills before me come thrashin' | |
| Too late to be askin' for the second chance | |
| 'Gon see the life flashin' for being shyste | |
| Gettin' a little too pricey to stay calm | |
| 'Cause you should've left thangs hang the way they was, but you chose not to | |
| So I gots to pull back my trigger finger | |
| Because me really don't give a fuck about a shyste nigga |
| zuo qu : Blaine, Wallace, Wilson | |
| Jhaz | |
| Shyste niggas be tryin' to fade me | |
| Nope, I don' t | |
| Brina | |
| Niggas be tryin' to test us | |
| Don' t wanna see this here showdown | |
| Shyste niggas be trying to fade me | |
| Jhaz | |
| Shyste niggas be tryin' to fade me | |
| Nope I don' t | |
| And with this bullshit I cannot cope | |
| You played me once too many times, and it' s over with | |
| Dumb trick shit, I can' t stand a shyste bitch | |
| But anyway, let' s take this into deeper visions | |
| A nigga quick to play ya, is shyste' s definition | |
| Better watch your back, ' cause shyste ones have many faces | |
| Buck quick shyste bitch ain' t go no love for them aces | |
| And a nigga bring it on ' cause I got plenty of bangin' | |
| That' s the cut to pay me back up, so you knows I don' t give a fuck | |
| But, shit, as sista' down for whatever | |
| But shystiness just gets to me a fuckin' mental terror | |
| Clearer are my visions, shyste ones I see right through you | |
| On my Ps and Qs, plus I' m immune to your voodoo | |
| Fool, you cannot handle me, tell me how did you figure? | |
| Straight from the Clair, in here with Cliffview, on the topic of shyste niggas | |
| Brina | |
| Shyste nigga you figured you could fade me | |
| Cluckas that try to test underestimate a thorough lady up in this game | |
| ' Cause I done struggled in these streets | |
| Done had too many chumps going against the grain | |
| Tryin' to compete, playa hate in my hood, runnin' they mouth like bitches | |
| All these smiling faces that' s doubtin' the camp | |
| Well, figures, wanna be obstacles | |
| But couldn' t stop us, from hittin' them levels | |
| Shyste fools gon' dis you, no matter if you do better, I' m a gogetter | |
| Don' t let no bustas stop no show | |
| Sista gon' do her thang, gon' run game, and stack some dough | |
| Pack the chrome pump, sister strapped at all times | |
| Ain' t no gangsta comin' off shady gon' make me handle mine | |
| Jhaz | |
| Now check this nigga with a mouthpiece, undercover shyste bitch | |
| Although you claim to be down | |
| I find you only stick and dig trick with game | |
| But eventually, all become recognized | |
| Eightysix a bitch who a shyste one, best break up all ties | |
| Got no remorse, breakin' ' em off, puttin' an end to all this | |
| You see my mind begins to click | |
| When a shyste one' s in my presence | |
| Insane, I think not, as a matter of fact I got much that' s on that other level | |
| I done peeped all of your shystiness come to mentals | |
| The cards on the table, your hands be nbsp? as you envision the game | |
| But bitch you fucked with them pros | |
| I got my nina, Brina hollerin', so you know I got my gauge | |
| Caught up in the game so it ain' t shit for a sista to flip anyway | |
| I' m steady nbsp? blastin' ass | |
| Come on over with your crew | |
| Got clips for days, and I' m high nbsp? | |
| Sistas don' t give a fuck about you | |
| So bring whatever, clever you think your plan may be | |
| My mentals way too tight, and I hate a nigga that' s shyste | |
| Brina | |
| Tryin' to fade a sista, they got hardgame, playa | |
| You must didn' t catch the nbsp? then think back to verse one | |
| Son, ' cause all games ain' t the same when ya | |
| Tryin' to run up in a nigga for digital figures | |
| Thinkin' you gettin' over unnoticed, undercover golddigger | |
| Shyste moves prove your hands can' t be trusted for nothin' | |
| So let' s stop frontin', nbsp? this ain' t for blood | |
| ' Cause we start nbsp? turn in your hocards, since damage is done | |
| Best believe they don' t how to, son, better off on the run them hocards | |
| I don' t deal, when shakin' your hand is a must | |
| Fool, tryin' to play games with this pay, to get paid you' ll get schooled | |
| On the real, chill them shystetype skills before me come thrashin' | |
| Too late to be askin' for the second chance | |
| ' Gon see the life flashin' for being shyste | |
| Gettin' a little too pricey to stay calm | |
| ' Cause you should' ve left thangs hang the way they was, but you chose not to | |
| So I gots to pull back my trigger finger | |
| Because me really don' t give a fuck about a shyste nigga |
| zuò qǔ : Blaine, Wallace, Wilson | |
| Jhaz | |
| Shyste niggas be tryin' to fade me | |
| Nope, I don' t | |
| Brina | |
| Niggas be tryin' to test us | |
| Don' t wanna see this here showdown | |
| Shyste niggas be trying to fade me | |
| Jhaz | |
| Shyste niggas be tryin' to fade me | |
| Nope I don' t | |
| And with this bullshit I cannot cope | |
| You played me once too many times, and it' s over with | |
| Dumb trick shit, I can' t stand a shyste bitch | |
| But anyway, let' s take this into deeper visions | |
| A nigga quick to play ya, is shyste' s definition | |
| Better watch your back, ' cause shyste ones have many faces | |
| Buck quick shyste bitch ain' t go no love for them aces | |
| And a nigga bring it on ' cause I got plenty of bangin' | |
| That' s the cut to pay me back up, so you knows I don' t give a fuck | |
| But, shit, as sista' down for whatever | |
| But shystiness just gets to me a fuckin' mental terror | |
| Clearer are my visions, shyste ones I see right through you | |
| On my Ps and Qs, plus I' m immune to your voodoo | |
| Fool, you cannot handle me, tell me how did you figure? | |
| Straight from the Clair, in here with Cliffview, on the topic of shyste niggas | |
| Brina | |
| Shyste nigga you figured you could fade me | |
| Cluckas that try to test underestimate a thorough lady up in this game | |
| ' Cause I done struggled in these streets | |
| Done had too many chumps going against the grain | |
| Tryin' to compete, playa hate in my hood, runnin' they mouth like bitches | |
| All these smiling faces that' s doubtin' the camp | |
| Well, figures, wanna be obstacles | |
| But couldn' t stop us, from hittin' them levels | |
| Shyste fools gon' dis you, no matter if you do better, I' m a gogetter | |
| Don' t let no bustas stop no show | |
| Sista gon' do her thang, gon' run game, and stack some dough | |
| Pack the chrome pump, sister strapped at all times | |
| Ain' t no gangsta comin' off shady gon' make me handle mine | |
| Jhaz | |
| Now check this nigga with a mouthpiece, undercover shyste bitch | |
| Although you claim to be down | |
| I find you only stick and dig trick with game | |
| But eventually, all become recognized | |
| Eightysix a bitch who a shyste one, best break up all ties | |
| Got no remorse, breakin' ' em off, puttin' an end to all this | |
| You see my mind begins to click | |
| When a shyste one' s in my presence | |
| Insane, I think not, as a matter of fact I got much that' s on that other level | |
| I done peeped all of your shystiness come to mentals | |
| The cards on the table, your hands be nbsp? as you envision the game | |
| But bitch you fucked with them pros | |
| I got my nina, Brina hollerin', so you know I got my gauge | |
| Caught up in the game so it ain' t shit for a sista to flip anyway | |
| I' m steady nbsp? blastin' ass | |
| Come on over with your crew | |
| Got clips for days, and I' m high nbsp? | |
| Sistas don' t give a fuck about you | |
| So bring whatever, clever you think your plan may be | |
| My mentals way too tight, and I hate a nigga that' s shyste | |
| Brina | |
| Tryin' to fade a sista, they got hardgame, playa | |
| You must didn' t catch the nbsp? then think back to verse one | |
| Son, ' cause all games ain' t the same when ya | |
| Tryin' to run up in a nigga for digital figures | |
| Thinkin' you gettin' over unnoticed, undercover golddigger | |
| Shyste moves prove your hands can' t be trusted for nothin' | |
| So let' s stop frontin', nbsp? this ain' t for blood | |
| ' Cause we start nbsp? turn in your hocards, since damage is done | |
| Best believe they don' t how to, son, better off on the run them hocards | |
| I don' t deal, when shakin' your hand is a must | |
| Fool, tryin' to play games with this pay, to get paid you' ll get schooled | |
| On the real, chill them shystetype skills before me come thrashin' | |
| Too late to be askin' for the second chance | |
| ' Gon see the life flashin' for being shyste | |
| Gettin' a little too pricey to stay calm | |
| ' Cause you should' ve left thangs hang the way they was, but you chose not to | |
| So I gots to pull back my trigger finger | |
| Because me really don' t give a fuck about a shyste nigga |
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