Lyrics The Shocker - Silkk the Shocker
Wassup,
wassup?
Straight
up
muthafuckin'
gangsta
(muthafuckin'
gangsta)
Bitch
im'a
killa
for
reala
That's
no
joke
Slide
nigga
either
fast
or
slow
I
gotsta
pop
Nigga
don't
stop
'Cause
one
of
us
gotsta
go
Muthafuckas
be
trippin'
I'm
from
these
streets
where
the
mission
is
to
die
Preparin'
like
I
was
to
die
Down
south,
west
coast
niggas
two
sides
You
bitches
be
tryna'
fade
me
But
ain't
nothin'
promised
Yah
can't
play
me
You
best
be
quick
for
talkin'
that
shit
That
im'a
gets
that
380
I'm
all
up
in
yo'
grill
Time
tah
chill
Pay
my
bills
Gotta
stay
real
Tru
2 da
game
In
fact
Niggas
gonna
lay
back,
flat
'Cause
I
ain't
the
nigga
ta
fuck
with
So
you
niggas
need
tah
step
the
fuck
off
Before
I
leave
y'all
niggas
in
a
bag
Talkin'
that
trash,
you
get
hauled
off
in
a
black
truck
Nigga
back
up,
stacks
up
When
I
blast
I'm
never
gonna
miss
Nigga
hollow
tips
in
yo'
shit
Bitch
wassup
Nigga
now
Lay
the
fuck
down
What
now
it's
my
block
Co'
shop
down
Nigga
top
down
Drop
now
Nigga
what's
now
Where's
the
pop
now
Wassup
baby
gotta
play
me
Grab
the
380
Nigga
been
shady
Even
lately
gotta
watch
his
back
'Cause
he
stacks
'Cause
them
niggas
be
trippin'
on
gats
where
I'm
at
Strapped
with
a
infrared
pump
I'm
not
kris
kross
but
I
make
em
jump
Nigga
front
and
turn
Watch
them
bustas
and
they
click
run
Bitch
I'm
a
killa
For
real
(the
shocker)
That's
no
joke
Strapped
with
a
fo'
fo'
Ain't
nothin
changed
since
I
done
wen't
solo
(the
shocker)
1,
2,
3 you
know
silkk
a
g
I
know
this
dope
game
like
I
know
my
abc's
Bitch
I
be
quick
to
leave
a
nigga
lookin'
like
a
cotex
Nigga
cocked
like
I
ain't
had
no
sex
And
I
be
on
time
like
a
rolex
You
can
put
me
in
a
room
with
10
of
the
best
of
'em
I'd
be
the
man
in
yo'
face
So
fuck
the
rest
of
them
I'm
the
best
of
'em
Ya
bitch
be
trippin'
but
y'all
nigga
don't
scare
Yo
man
silkk
these
niggas
ain't
ready
yet
I
know
That's
why
I'm
giving
them
a
chance
So
they
can
prepare
themselves
I
be
the
man
Ya'll
niggas
be
trippin'
And
y'all
niggas
be
frontin'
black
You
think
this
the
shit
my
nigga
Ya'll
niggas
ain't
here
nuttin'
yet
'Cause
look
deep
into
the
eyes
of
a
niggas
stuff
I
gives
a
fuck
Why
I
outta!
Fuck
you
up!
Nigga
be
hatin'
So
proud
that
they
don't
wanna
fuckin'
fight
'Cause
I
done
fucked
his
woman
And
now
all
her
girls
have
been
fuckin'
light
What's
yo'
name
homie?
(silkk)
What
you
came
here
to
do?
(shock
the
world)
It's
time
to
flip
a
script
And
turn
a
half
into
a
million
And
turn
a
hoe
Into
a
zillion
My
game
be
tight
like
the
bulls
And
after
my
shows
there
ain't
no
limit
to
the
hoes
I
can
pull
Girls
be
sweatin'
me
like
im'a
bandana
My
lyrics
so
gangsta
the
police
keep
them
on
the
radar
scanner
But
I
be
tight
like
the
titanic
While
y'all
suckas
sellin'
wammys
We
on
our
way
to
the
grammys
3rd
ward
brothers
that
came
up
Keep
my
name
out
yo'
mouth
Like
messy
marvin
I'm
gonna
wipe
you
up
And
yo'
game
better
be
tight
'Cause
ain't
no
luv
where
I'm
from
from
morning
to
night
Fools
be
bout
it
they
be
rowdy
Still
puttin'
money
in
the
bank
like
uncle
sam
And
taxin'
fools,
dead
All
y'all
suckas
on
the
block
are
tryna
stop
me
Can't
fade
me
And
me
and
silkk
be
livin'
large
Sippin'
on
mo
wet
but
strapped
with
the
plastic
toys
Down
south
we
be
hustlin'
Settin'
the
line
behind
bustas
that
we
ain't
trustin
Ya'll
better
wake
up
and
smell
the
aroma
'Cause
we
doin
this
from
down
south
to
california
The
shocker,
haha
Ain't
nothin'
change
with
no
limit
Straight
up
ice
cream
We
got
some
mo
ice
cream
fo'
ya'll
1 Murder
2 The Shocker
3 No Limit Party
4 Free Loaders
5 1 Morning
6 How We Mobb
7 It's On
8 Commericial 1
9 Why My Homie
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