Lox - Goin' Be Some Shit lyrics
rate meI think it's time I start feelin bitchy<br />
I've been too nice, too muthafuckin long<br />
Yeah, it's definately time I get nasty<br />
[Goin' be some shit]<br />
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Sheek:<br />
Yeah, yo, well if I can't talk less squall finish streets like the westerns<br />
Ten paces, turn around and squeeze at unfamiliar faces<br />
First y'all industry niggas shut the fuck up<br />
Swear you know a nigga's shit by readin the Vibe<br />
Well some faggit-ass reporter don, wrote in your life<br />
I stop the presses, don't let this be your last interview you do<br />
I say it straight, print it straight to avoid this bullet wound boo<br />
And y'all niggas kill me with that Windy Williams shit<br />
Well see a playa (?), swear a nigga Puff jerkin niggas money<br />
Something ain't right, them niggas ain't got no whips<br />
Where they rolley's at, but fuck y'all we got more chips<br />
Shit y'all doin nothin, I can buy a (?) for a bitch<br />
Now let me see what else, oh yeah these hoes act like we married<br />
We ain't engaged, don't be mad if I don't take you backstage<br />
Yo, if I hit that I hit that, why don't you leave it at that<br />
Instead you try to star sixty-nine my bitches on jacks<br />
That's why you get smacked, cause y'all hoes ain't never gon' learn<br />
That's why many of these younger brothers don't go on that turn<br />
As for y'all MC's, whoever write your rhymes<br />
Might as well hold your microphone, that's how I feel if it ain't your own<br />
But we spit as indivually writ, why you paid sixteen stars to write your<br />
Sixteen balls<br />
Bought like sixteen cars and ain't like none of them yours<br />
Y'all niggas lucked up and made it through these doors, shut the fuck up<br />
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Chorus:<br />
Shut the fuck up<br />
[Hot damn]<br />
(Goin be some shit)<br />
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Sheek:<br />
Yo, yo, yo, aiyyo I pump up, get big walk through the party jig<br />
Hat back, tattoos that's straight to the bar, kid<br />
No weed, healthy as an ox the big man from Lox<br />
You see solo in some spots, no crew just blocks<br />
The freaky one, mom said I was soon to be done<br />
Because I sexed more, and my career's yet to begun<br />
But I can't help that, you bless me with they looks and pops with the yanks<br />
So now the dimes gimme brain, and spot me faster in his hand<br />
Sheek baby, my style been rough until Puff showed me the better things in life<br />
And how to live phat like Biggie, so I present my shit like that<br />
Half rough half jiggy, this part time college nigga, part time job<br />
Had to taste the cake one time and decided to rob, and buy drugs<br />
Caught slippin almost got Sheek plugged, Jack Daniel, dog<br />
Shorty rushed the buildin with the pump out, he spit around I'm like, whoa!<br />
I guess it was God that pushed my head down, cause I ain't know, word yo<br />
And since then neither religious or christian, but I keep the faith in Him<br />
Plus the desert eagle clan, so if niggas click they know by now they better<br />
(?), wha<br />
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(Chrous)<br />
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Sheek:<br />
Yo, aiyyo, my whole click been ConAir, everytime we fly but we don't jack shit<br />
We play it cool when in doubt no cash, platic, gats plastic<br />
Now that's sweet, unditected, so when I walk through the scanners it don't beep<br />
I hear fuck Sheek, fuck the Lox, Styles, and Jay, so what they signed to Bad<br />
Boy<br />
Puff jerkin them anyway, but the difference is if i'm gettin jerked I'm still<br />
Seein noise<br />
Push the big boy toys that fly by like zooms<br />
So I sit and (?) like a bitch, Lox in Cancun<br />
Up in daddios fuckin wild hoes, the groupy chicas<br />
So fuck y'all, we paid y'all (..?..), we train hard continuously, cause we<br />
Smart<br />
I rock you ran up them stairs, we run up charts and won't stop til one of us<br />
Depart<br />
With one through the heart, but even then that won't stop us<br />
Cause or spirit gon' guide us, till we rich and old, hand worn down from<br />
Arthritis<br />
In the hall of fame, we killed this game in your website like spiders<br />
Old and gray we're still the same Lox you can't divide us, wha<br />
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(chorus)
