Shit Like This - Explicit Version Lyrics
| Song | Shit Like This - Explicit Version |
| Artist | Nature |
| Album | For All Seasons |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Baxter, Lewis | |
| 24-7, 365 days niggas coming sideways, not me some are sloppy my style sharper than a three-piece suit plus a tie, and deper than the look, in a thugs eyes why do slugs fly? ask ya'self that why does | |
| Uncle Sam got us held back? my niggas sell crack, to survive thun it ain't what you wear, it's what you drive them crackers in the bank don't give a **** if you live no offense, but y'all just gotta know that it's tense | |
| I'm energized, everytime that | |
| I rhyme, I go the length from point | |
| A to point | |
| Z I guess you slept, | |
| I guess you'll never realize how hot my joints be so turn it up, | |
| I found a new way to earn a buck rappin' for the people hustla's and murderers doctors and lawyers cops and | |
| Tom Sawyr type niggas ball playas earning nice figures everybody, play my shit loud at every party bitches get dicked down now they praying that they pregnant by me, on purpose, | |
| I be the nigga that you worship staying in ya tape deck spraying ya favorite verses again and again peep my adrenaline | |
| Thugged the **** out at the same time a perfect gentleman (Chorus) | |
| You ain't never heard no shit like this(6X) | |
| Now who else could take a beat like this and twist it speak wisdom, and sound clear on a cheap system it gotta be me, you know my policy | |
| I keep you on ya toes like high heel shoes for real though irritating like when ya beard grow try to trim it, the hottest nigga in the rap game without a gimmick keep my hat on matching my wears bitches ask me for loot only after my deal it's all real | |
| I'm critically acclaimed my shit bang from here to | |
| Quebec niggas show me either fear or respect you could dance put ya ear to the deck either or, you could do it at work, try to teach ya boss, messin wit fate y'all fake niggas stay stressin' my tape think y'all ready for hits step up next to the plate wit ya low percentage low value, no value ya shits slow mo mine is thrown at you, homo | |
| I don't make the rules nigga | |
| I just break'em rap for the fouls lay my jewels out for the takin' pick'em up listen well critics predicted since the firm that my shit a sell straight doing it can y'all picture me not movin'em | |
| I know you'll love it so much you'll cop two of them! |
| zuo qu : Baxter, Lewis | |
| 247, 365 days niggas coming sideways, not me some are sloppy my style sharper than a threepiece suit plus a tie, and deper than the look, in a thugs eyes why do slugs fly? ask ya' self that why does | |
| Uncle Sam got us held back? my niggas sell crack, to survive thun it ain' t what you wear, it' s what you drive them crackers in the bank don' t give a if you live no offense, but y' all just gotta know that it' s tense | |
| I' m energized, everytime that | |
| I rhyme, I go the length from point | |
| A to point | |
| Z I guess you slept, | |
| I guess you' ll never realize how hot my joints be so turn it up, | |
| I found a new way to earn a buck rappin' for the people hustla' s and murderers doctors and lawyers cops and | |
| Tom Sawyr type niggas ball playas earning nice figures everybody, play my shit loud at every party bitches get dicked down now they praying that they pregnant by me, on purpose, | |
| I be the nigga that you worship staying in ya tape deck spraying ya favorite verses again and again peep my adrenaline | |
| Thugged the out at the same time a perfect gentleman Chorus | |
| You ain' t never heard no shit like this 6X | |
| Now who else could take a beat like this and twist it speak wisdom, and sound clear on a cheap system it gotta be me, you know my policy | |
| I keep you on ya toes like high heel shoes for real though irritating like when ya beard grow try to trim it, the hottest nigga in the rap game without a gimmick keep my hat on matching my wears bitches ask me for loot only after my deal it' s all real | |
| I' m critically acclaimed my shit bang from here to | |
| Quebec niggas show me either fear or respect you could dance put ya ear to the deck either or, you could do it at work, try to teach ya boss, messin wit fate y' all fake niggas stay stressin' my tape think y' all ready for hits step up next to the plate wit ya low percentage low value, no value ya shits slow mo mine is thrown at you, homo | |
| I don' t make the rules nigga | |
| I just break' em rap for the fouls lay my jewels out for the takin' pick' em up listen well critics predicted since the firm that my shit a sell straight doing it can y' all picture me not movin' em | |
| I know you' ll love it so much you' ll cop two of them! |
| zuò qǔ : Baxter, Lewis | |
| 247, 365 days niggas coming sideways, not me some are sloppy my style sharper than a threepiece suit plus a tie, and deper than the look, in a thugs eyes why do slugs fly? ask ya' self that why does | |
| Uncle Sam got us held back? my niggas sell crack, to survive thun it ain' t what you wear, it' s what you drive them crackers in the bank don' t give a if you live no offense, but y' all just gotta know that it' s tense | |
| I' m energized, everytime that | |
| I rhyme, I go the length from point | |
| A to point | |
| Z I guess you slept, | |
| I guess you' ll never realize how hot my joints be so turn it up, | |
| I found a new way to earn a buck rappin' for the people hustla' s and murderers doctors and lawyers cops and | |
| Tom Sawyr type niggas ball playas earning nice figures everybody, play my shit loud at every party bitches get dicked down now they praying that they pregnant by me, on purpose, | |
| I be the nigga that you worship staying in ya tape deck spraying ya favorite verses again and again peep my adrenaline | |
| Thugged the out at the same time a perfect gentleman Chorus | |
| You ain' t never heard no shit like this 6X | |
| Now who else could take a beat like this and twist it speak wisdom, and sound clear on a cheap system it gotta be me, you know my policy | |
| I keep you on ya toes like high heel shoes for real though irritating like when ya beard grow try to trim it, the hottest nigga in the rap game without a gimmick keep my hat on matching my wears bitches ask me for loot only after my deal it' s all real | |
| I' m critically acclaimed my shit bang from here to | |
| Quebec niggas show me either fear or respect you could dance put ya ear to the deck either or, you could do it at work, try to teach ya boss, messin wit fate y' all fake niggas stay stressin' my tape think y' all ready for hits step up next to the plate wit ya low percentage low value, no value ya shits slow mo mine is thrown at you, homo | |
| I don' t make the rules nigga | |
| I just break' em rap for the fouls lay my jewels out for the takin' pick' em up listen well critics predicted since the firm that my shit a sell straight doing it can y' all picture me not movin' em | |
| I know you' ll love it so much you' ll cop two of them! |
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