Who Shot Ya?
(专辑: The Champ Is Here 3 - 2010)
It's that time motherfuckers, dub dime motherfuckers That's me motherfuckers, yeah the
champ part 3
motherfuckers All praises, all burners, all razors Hands down nigga the
game is all Jada's Something hot drop I
get 'em in all flavors He's a
dick, you pussy y'all neighbors Yeah, two extra whores I'm in the
new Aston with two extra doors With a
quick flip I
don't try to stretch for more One hundred percent powder, extra raw And I
get it from Giuseppe, either him or the
eses I've been smacking these rappers around for a
decade Still tryin to get mami to sacame la leche Know if I
take her out I
could pop her the
next day The
Black Mamba of the
vocals, MJ of the
Pro Tools, anti social Phil Jack on the
track but I
can't coach you This is just audio of shit that I
go through Guns in the
couch, money in the
mattress And I
would have got the
Bentley but I
had to pay taxes Settle for a
polo fit and some air maxes Your flows a
light sprain, mines is a
fracture Uh, but the
X-rays negative You a
coward, in jail you could never live Nah, You barely living out here I'm the
reason you Breathing it's like I'm giving out air I
got stocks in the
block and I'm giving out shares To niggas that don't talk cause they giving out years I
don't know you, you ain't familiar And I
don't care who shot you cause they ain't kill ya' As far as the
word play, I'm a
son of a
bitch These niggas is decent, but ain't none of 'em Kiss MTV y'all know, I'll punish the
list Them niggas' jewelry is fake and ain't none of 'em rich Notice they keep watching 'em, there's no stopping em V
neck, crush linen, suede louie moccasins They won't dry up but you can't buy luck Cashmere sweats with the
gucci tie ups Overlooking the
city my nigga I'm high up And I
could get your brains blown out for five bucks I'm always in the
hood, that's cause I
rep that My paperwork good niggas already checked that I'm probably just comfortable cause that's where I
slept at The
desert is blue steel, The
forty is jet black