YTS Nasa - Shake Sum
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Spray one thats for them gangsters down the road who finna shake sum
Steppin in G Fazos out there lurkin for to brake sum
Dont tell me that you real when you know for a fact you ain one
I seen that shit to many times i guess its time to lay one
Woah oh why these bitches cappin steady braggin on me
They tryna put me down n take me way from my peace
But i guess it ain no more love for a thug no way
I see a blue light i guess the police on my ass tell bro to go right
No it ain stoppin push the whip we go past red lights
Im feelin zooted in this whip im boutta pour up
That lil bitch she torе up fightin for to blow up
Real gangster out that south inside thе trunk where we gon keep the tool
Youngin way to reckless on the block he say hes to improved
Runnin wit a stick inside his pants for when they make a move
Ain no more contrillin jit cause all he know is breake the rules
Stayin skied up it ain no lackin when they comin thru
That boy on go he know the ropes 30 side bang he true
He ain no hoe he know fasho what he gon do to dude
Night trappin in the bando he gon
Spray one thats for them gangsters down the road who finna shake sum
Steppin in G Fazos out there lurkin for to brake sum
Dont tell me that you real when you know for a fact you ain one
I seen that shit to many times i guess its time to lay one
Woah oh why these bitches cappin steady braggin on me
They tryna put me down n take me way from my peace
But i guess it ain no more love for a thug no way
Ill jus do me n keep my flag it ain no other way
Siyru im bangin thats 4l ill take it to my grave
Shawty playin games she ain the same must done got main
Been thru it all they still ain changed my muddies been the same
Thru the rain n thru the mud i still ain never changed
They tryna play round wit my mind n see me go in flames
Take me for a joke wait till we meet i bet ill put your ass to sleep
It ain no cap inside my rap wait till we meet youll be deceased
Im gon off lean off plenty reefer i need more to help me sleep
But Ot Nasa ain no preacher im sorry father im belt them
Go check the score we upped the board these bullets hungry we gon feed em
Mane dont call me no Bobby Shmurda im Ot bitch you gon feel me
Steppin in G Fazos out there lurkin for to brake sum
Dont tell me that you real when you know for a fact you ain one
I seen that shit to many times i guess its time to lay one
Woah oh why these bitches cappin steady braggin on me
They tryna put me down n take me way from my peace
But i guess it ain no more love for a thug no way
I see a blue light i guess the police on my ass tell bro to go right
No it ain stoppin push the whip we go past red lights
Im feelin zooted in this whip im boutta pour up
That lil bitch she torе up fightin for to blow up
Real gangster out that south inside thе trunk where we gon keep the tool
Youngin way to reckless on the block he say hes to improved
Runnin wit a stick inside his pants for when they make a move
Ain no more contrillin jit cause all he know is breake the rules
Stayin skied up it ain no lackin when they comin thru
That boy on go he know the ropes 30 side bang he true
He ain no hoe he know fasho what he gon do to dude
Night trappin in the bando he gon
Spray one thats for them gangsters down the road who finna shake sum
Steppin in G Fazos out there lurkin for to brake sum
Dont tell me that you real when you know for a fact you ain one
I seen that shit to many times i guess its time to lay one
Woah oh why these bitches cappin steady braggin on me
They tryna put me down n take me way from my peace
But i guess it ain no more love for a thug no way
Ill jus do me n keep my flag it ain no other way
Siyru im bangin thats 4l ill take it to my grave
Shawty playin games she ain the same must done got main
Been thru it all they still ain changed my muddies been the same
Thru the rain n thru the mud i still ain never changed
They tryna play round wit my mind n see me go in flames
Take me for a joke wait till we meet i bet ill put your ass to sleep
It ain no cap inside my rap wait till we meet youll be deceased
Im gon off lean off plenty reefer i need more to help me sleep
But Ot Nasa ain no preacher im sorry father im belt them
Go check the score we upped the board these bullets hungry we gon feed em
Mane dont call me no Bobby Shmurda im Ot bitch you gon feel me
