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SHYNE lyrics : "Shyne"

Swiss, Po
Respect our gangster ^!$$%
Lay down


[Verse 1:]
What you know about holding out big Tec?

Big vest, hollow tips all up in the kid neck
Po live it up, yellow stones lid it up
Long Johns (siggas) tuck, it's the kid ^!$$% what

Some of your rap ^!$$%s is girls
On my dick yoururpping, flappin'
$#&@ing cartoons,

These ^!$$%s guns don't go off
until they say lights, camera, action
yourur Swiss tell them ^!$$%s eat a dick

Gun up in your face, (*##$ that way we won't miss
Unload the %#@! then reload the %#@!
Head straight to the airport and unload some bricks

No lyin', your ^!$$%s seem me coming down to shoot you
you'd think I was flying, 12 cylinders
Brookly is mine, ^!$$% move over

Yea I'm talking to you. $#&@ing dick blower

[Chorus:]

For all of you all, keeping you all in Health
Just to see you wilding and enjoy yourself
'cause it's cool when you're $#&@ing with a ^!$$% like me

Cool when you're ridin' with a ^!$$% like me
To all my (money making) (*##$es just shine
To all my ^!$$%s keeping it gully just shine

To all the ghettos in America, oh shine
I'm gonna keep it gangster till I die ^!$$%, sine


[Verse 2:]
Check it
All I need in this world of sin

Is a crooked lawyer, big rims and a Mac. 10
Ridin' through the city like I'm used to this %#@!
$#&@ your vest ^!$$%, my cells will chew through that %#@!

Catch a breath, you ain't heard about that ^!$$% po
Murder cases diamond faces, Mat-hat-lo'
Leavin' pieces of your brain on your car do

Looking gully in that Bent. On that R.O.
L.L. see your ^!$$%s in Hell
Soon as they set my bail, I make another sell

%#@! I set my mind at a the early age
I was gonna be paid or early graved
what the $#&@ I gotta have, blocks to smash

Lots a cash, drop sum $$#
This is the truth, I probably die in my coup
But I bet you and them (*##$es that come to get me, I shoot


[Chorus]


[Verse 3:]
I got my mind on the shipment
Shipment on my mind

About to meet these Dominican ^!$$%s at 9
Rhyme, rap, what the $#&@ is that
Only thing I rap is ye, ^!$$% die today

you got it confused I ain't tryna fill nobody's shoes
I'm just looking for connects ^!$$%
Doin' what I do

Back against the wall
Against all odds
Tune in to my live ^!$$%, this %#@! is sicka then oz

Fightin' 'gainst them crackers
them killers gettin' at us
No where to run, so I grab my gun

Abd start blazin', this %#@! got a ^!$$% agin'
I'm gonna die a gangster ^!$$% ain't no changin'
A G. faithfully, momma pray for me

Little ^!$$% go to school, stay away from me
Got !@^%s for your hustlers
Bullets for your cowards

and dick for your (*##$es up in the Trump Tower

[Chorus]

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