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The Shocker 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 

 

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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 

 

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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 

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