Ain't Shhh To Discuss Lyrics - Singles - Def Squad

* erick sermon (of epmd) 

Hungry niggas 

Teflon 

Lil' noah 

E double 

T-mixx 

Onasis 

With the 

[name] city cartel, nigga 

Starve in the hood, what 

[ verse 1: teflon da don ] 

I was well respected in the streets with no watch 

Youngest nigga in tallahassee with a coke spot 

Used to chill at the dorm where the hoes blow cock 

Had the fairly new classical bally's with no socks 

Homicide know the face, I'm makin 60 a bird 

He earnin a third, roy black on the case 

Blow and base and a few pounds of pot 

Will have you found with a few rounds around your cock 

Around the clock I'm breakin down dimes of rock 

Tryin to grind my block - once I find a block 

My soldiers (line em up) 

Who oppose (tyin em up) 

Calicos (fine em up) 

I'm supplyin the sights, I'm climbin slight 

This a new edition without ronny, bobby, ricky and mike 

Who got the sticky delite? 

You dyin quickly tonight 

Force fare the stick of dynamite 

Give up the china white 

Sssss.. 

[ chorus ] 

If you got it, you got it, it ain't shit to discuss 

I ain't move any units, I'm shippin the dust 

I ain't move any unit, empty a clip in your nuts 

We move as a unit (bitch) ain't shit to discuss (2x) 

[ verse 2: noah ] 

We the isley brothers of rap smugglin crack 

Potatos, muffle the mac, I don't wet you 

The first go round I'm doublin back 

(who fuckin with that? ) 

Pull a plug on your cats 

Put the snub to your hat 

(what else, noah? ) I keep it real, y'all juggle with facts 

(what else, noah? ) I keep the steel, y'all scuffle with cats 

(what else, noah? ) stayed in court, raised on house arrest 

Shower your vest, cap boy, but bag powder the best 

Clap and lay cowards to rest 

My bottle was filled with milk, regardless if it was sour or fresh 

I was raised in hell, blaze a l 

This for my brother doin sets of 20 caged in a cell 

[ chorus ] 

[ verse 3: erick onasis ] 

Yo, e and g hoppin through with teflon & noah 

We all iced out, took the rocks from boa 

Yo, it was easy, gillie up in philly 

Caught em at the top of the stairs with biggie's mac milli 

E, I'm a wolf, funny eyes and all 

Dark-skinned complexion, stand six feet tall 

So who wanna brawl? I'm the rappin feebo 

Knock you the fuck out over a bicycle 

Yo g (wassup? ) let em know how I do 

I smack you the fuck up, and your girlfriend too 

So while you're playa-hatin I'm navigatin 

20-inch skatin, eightball in the back on daytons 

Yo, I'm the shit, huh? you on my dick, huh? 

You want my bitch, huh? click-click now 

Uh, I'm 'hip-hop's biggest fan' 

Come through like a airplane when it land 

Muthafucka 

[ chorus ]