the shocker
silkk the shocker
straight up muthafuckin' gangsta
bitch im'a killa for reala
slide nigga either fast or slow
i'm from these streets where the mission is to die
preparin' like i was to die
west coast niggas two sides
you bitches be tryna' fade me
but ain't nothin' promised
you best be quick for talkin' that shit
cuz i ain't the nigga ta fuck with
so you niggas need tah step the fuck off
before i leave ya'll niggas in a bag
you get hauled off in a black truck
when i blast i'm never gonna miss
nigga hollow tips in yo' shit
wassup baby gotta play me
even lately gotta watch his back
cuz 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
watch them bustas and they click run
ain't nothin changed since i done wen't solo
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
ya bitch be trippin' but ya'll nigga don't scare
yo man silkk these niggas ain't ready yet
that's why i'm giving them a chance
so they can prepare themselves
and ya'll niggas be frontin' black
you think this the shit my nigga
ya'll niggas ain't here nuttin' yet
cuz look deep into the eyes of a niggas stuff
so proud that they dont wanna fuckin' fight
cuz i done fucked his woman
and now all her girls have been fuckin' light
what you came here to do?
it's time to flip a script
and turn a half into a million
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 ya'll 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
cuz 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
all ya'll suckas on the block are tryna stop 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
cuz we doin this from down south to california
ain't nothin' change with no limit
we got some mo ice cream fo' ya'll