paroles de chanson The Shivers - Naughty by Nature feat. Chain Gang Platune
Yeah,
dog,
man,
you
know
I′m
sayin'
Fuck
all
you
motherfuckers
that
wanna
call
the
police
On
us
and
shit
When
we
tryin′
to
get
our
motherfuckin'
Loot,
you
know
I'm
sayin′?
(What,
what?)
Fuck
y′all
(What?)
You
know
I'm
sayin′?
You
can
rap,
you
can
sing,
see
it
ain't
no
thing
′Cause
every
nigga
in
my
click
is
first
nigga
to
swing
Place
the
call,
make
you
fall,
we
can
break
them
all
'Cause
every
nigga
we
control,
first
nigga
to
roll
So
fuck
the
shivers,
the
Chain
Gang
delivers
Kaboom,
the
whole
room,
the
Platune,
don′t
give
a
nigga
what?
Your
whole
style
got
too
much
cut,
nigga
what?
Pick
up
your
guns,
now
what
the
fuck
I
get
the
fuck
up,
your
truant
lifestyle,
let's
rough
I'm
even
gon′
be
rich
or
poor,
dead
or
handcuffed
Niggas
bust,
but
miss
and
now
the
war
is
on
(Back)
And
we
gon′
celebrate
when
you
get
murdered,
deceased
and
gone
Retaliation
is
a
must
when
you
fuck
with
us
Tell
me
what
was
on
your
mind
when
you
loaded
your
pistol
up?
Was
it
some
gangsta
shit,
that
couldn't
been
it
(Nah,
that
ain′t
it,
fuck)
'Cause
you
bust
four
shots
and
still
missed,
now
dig
this
Don′t
know
your
name
but
know
your
face
You
made
a
mistake
now
you
must
be
erased
Really
though,
I'm
loc′ed,
go,
deranged,
sick
and
insane
Drop
rights,
to
start
more
fights
than
Mills
Lane
So
fuck
the
shivers,
the
Chain
Gang
delivers
Kaboom,
the
whole
room,
the
Platune,
don't
give
a
nigga
what?
Your
whole
style
got
too
much
cut,
nigga
what?
Pick
up
your
guns,
now
what
the
fuck
Voluptuous
vixen,
wear
my
dime
pair,
watch
it
like
Nixon
Niggas
mad
'cause
they
can′t
put
restrictions
They
know
we
fixin′
to
put
the
Chain
team
in
the
mainstream
Cut
the
bad
blood
like
gangrene,
lyrical
vaccine
Injected
by
this
mind
specimen,
my
Oestrogen
Make
the
best
of
men,
guess
again,
I'm
fresh
in
wind
Consumed
by
the
date
stem,
tramps
get
amped
′Cause
they
can't
cramp
the
camp,
we
leave
′em
damp
Got
them
scared
stiff
like
mannequins
Keep
'em
panicin′,
then
we
vanishin'
into
the
world
at
large
The
Chain
Gang
Platune
Be
the
head
niggas
in
charge
I
serve
to
protect,
self
charge
on
police
premises
Break
bones
as
rug-be-snug,
slugs
being
sold
and
printless
Stay
spittin'
at
your
divisions,
hit
your
visions
Chain
but
automatic
interest
got
taste
for
higher
proof
liquors
If
it
gets
adventures,
affective
niggas,
arrest
resistance
Timper
screamin′
that
deaf
vast
words,
splintered
without
the
whispers
Connects
got
prices
for
product,
but
Tune
fathers
vanish
Rock
the
cuts,
now
I
control
sonic
voices
like
Aprovada
A
thugs′
mug
shots'
worth
dollars
Holla,
we
strange
drama
killers,
can′t
stop
the
For
pain
is
absolute
vodka,
Tre,
confrontation
watch
man
For
the
progress
of
nation,
yo,
I'm
eatin′
through
your
concentrations
I'm
comin′
out
combat
and
com
Bows
Competition
is
a
combination
of
combustion
Too
valuable
for
commandin'
nothin'
I
continue
cuttin′
destruction′s
smokin'
or
choke
eruptions
From
California
to
Connecticut
I
can
hear
the
functions,
continue
the
Lexus
[Incomprehensible]
tell
them
[incomprehensible]Category
Code
of
the
street,
let′s
see
the
next
day
The
Cruddy
Click
clicks
and
classics
k-kloaw
'Cause
it′s
beef
on
the
streets
then
kick,
kick
the
cow
Catapult
and
critters
kick
'em,
quickers
clap
Cookin′
trio's
like
Crio,
I'll
split
that
ass
that
go
show
your
crack
The
killer
cultural
when
I′m
gun
away
to
[incomprehensible]
Since
you
got
murdered
they
left
you
The
bitches
who
said
you
deserved
it
You
can
rap,
you
can
sing,
see
it
ain′t
no
thing
'Cause
every
nigga
in
my
click
is
first
nigga
to
swing
Place
the
call,
make
you
fall,
we
can
break
them
all
′Cause
every
nigga
we
control,
first
nigga
to
roll
So
fuck
the
shivers,
the
Chain
Gang
delivers
Kaboom,
the
whole
room,
the
Platune,
don't
give
a
nigga
what?
Your
whole
style
got
too
much
cut,
nigga
what?
Pick
up
your
guns,
now
what
the
fuck
Guess,
who
speak
the
truth?
I
see
the
noose
when
the
tongue
get
loose
Neck
choke
for
the
wrong
shit
you
spoke
Took
the
wrong
approach,
invincible
With
the
writin′
utensil,
convincin'
you
On
instrumentals
my
moody
mental,
sets
the
tempo
Abdul
of
the
mic
but
your
flow
Slice
and
a
dice
a
extra
nice,
a
writer
from
the
deathest
cypher
Jersey
believes
′em
right,
but
Chain
Gang
with
the
sane
slang
Crazy,
deranged,
strange,
with
a
sharp
aim
And
shootin'
range
as
deep
as
Danny
maintain
gets
forfeited
When
we
show
up
to
play
the
sport
Niggas
show
the
military
support
and
fight
for
what
you
brought
up
Play
to
a
good
battle,
battle
and
got
grazed
In
the
heart
of
New
Jersey,
straight
land
of
the
crazed
Bad
blood
boils
and
picky
goals
will
destroy
you
Fans,
straight
hand
me
the
jams
to
unemploy
you
Yo,
so
you
better
keep
it
real
right
and
tight
Or
that
spotlight
might
Only
last
for
one
night,
aight
You
can
rap,
you
can
sing,
see
it
ain't
no
thing
′Cause
every
nigga
in
my
click
is
first
nigga
to
swing
Place
the
call,
make
you
fall,
we
can
break
them
all
′Cause
every
nigga
we
control,
first
nigga
to
roll
So
fuck
the
shivers,
the
Chain
Gang
delivers
Kaboom,
the
whole
room,
the
Platune,
don't
give
a
nigga
what?
Your
whole
style
got
too
much
cut,
nigga
what?
Pick
up
your
guns,
now
what
the
fuck
1 Holiday
2 Dirt All By My Lonely
3 Live Or Die
4 On The Run
5 Wicked Bounce
6 The Blues
7 We Could Do It
8 We Could Do It
9 Work
10 Thugs & Hustlers
11 Would've Done The Same For Me
12 Jamboree
13 Radio
14 Live Then Lay
15 Would've Done the Same for Me
16 Intro
17 Ring the Alarm
18 The Shivers
19 Dirt All By My Lonely
20 On The Run
21 We Could Do It
22 Live Then Lay
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