U Got Shot Lyrics

U Got Shot lyrics

featuring 215 8 Off Agallah

"You got shot cause you knock knock
knocked
Who's there? Another motherfuckin hardrock" > ODB

"Whoa ho
hoh let me like slow up with the flow" > ODB

"Introducing yo FUCK that
nigga's name!" > ODB

"If you wanna step to my motherfuckin rep
Chk
chk BLAOW BLAOW BLAOW blown traject'" > ODB

"Gimme my fuckin shit chk
chk BLAOW!" > ODB

"You got shot cause you knock knock
knocked.."

[Parrish Smith]
On my knees at the mercy of
God
Straight up back up I keeps it hard
You like to watch but can't touch
this nigga
or catch a charge
Papichulo, with karate chops, just like
judo
Fuckin coolo make you quit rap and go sing with Menudo
Underground's
where we live and that's where we'll be when you leave
Overachieve, I'd
rather be rockin Apollo Creed
Time to speak up, faggot niggaz droppin these
weak cuts
We're the b-boys, hows about some hardcore in the speakers
for
the Mic Dons, ??
??, PMD shinin with my stripes on
in the saddle, fuck
around, get your shit rattled
No paddles up shit's creek when time to
battle
Same place, same bat time, so fuck a bat channel
This nigga,
object of game, get your pockets bigger
Biggie, Pac, and Eaze - one love,
them still my fuckin niggaz

[215]
We don't need no gat, just cock me
fuckin back
and watch me spitfire my ?volerical? fact
It's a sign of a
miracle that, my iron spittin
ain't peelin your cap, me and the devil had a
spiritual chat
Cause I'm eviler with lyrical rap
than a black cat, on a
black night, and I'm black
in the moonshinin, I'm sippin Starsky and
Hutch
while my rims blindin, while P rollin the Dutch
Cause I'm too much
for ma's and grandpa's to solve
Roll the windows to your cars, when out at
large
Who the fuck's in charge? Charles Laston Sauls
I got his mom suckin
my balls like a fresh pack of Halls
Right hand to Allah, I'm the roughest of
the raw
Nobody's ever seen what they seen and never saw
when I jump in my
car, they go ooh and ahh
EPMD, 215, and 8-Off Agallah

[8-Off]
Yo
215, who the FUCK was them cats up in the car?
One of them got a gat, the
other one wanna spar
Jumpin out the car, pop a trunk, swingin
crowbars
Stick up my seeds in my fiends for the G's
People low
self-esteem rockin the gleam, hotter than steam
When I blow off the top I
got this cream like Bill Rothstein
And when I rob unique excitement is, why
you scream
So put your hands together, get your mans together
Here's the
plan together here's the gun together let's run together
Soldier mind crime
nigga, bitch-down live nigga
8-Off's gonna hit em like, five niggaz, suprise
niggaz

[Erick Sermon]
Aiyyo you hit em like that
I bust em from the
back, to the extreme
Hit em up, make em scream like a bitch
And switch up,
for the mix up, and dig a ditch up
and bounce, then for luck, I throw a six
up
And hook off like Prince Naseem a head
Duck yo' head, or go inside
instead
Step to me bourgeoise? Fancy as Dandy?
You get killed, like you
was Jon-Benet Ramsey
And some of y'all just plain civilians
Talkin shit,
and never even seen a million
Actin like y'all Sicilians, when y'all
niggaz
with small figures, and chasin gold diggers
(Motherfuckers) Don't
even come up to me yappin
Or you'll Die Hard with Bruce and Sam
Jackson
Right now, you wanna duel, you fool
I'm a Dogg 4 Life like my
nigga Ja Rule
Who wanna flex, with the influential
with mad credentials
on instrumentals we're too essential
The mic and the beat, now shit's
complete
for me to kick your ass, for talkin trash, punk

"You got
shot cause you knock knock knocked
Who's there? Another motherfuckin
hardrock" -> ODB

"Whoa-ho-hoh, let me like slow up with the flow" ->
ODB

"Introducing, yo FUCK that nigga's name!" -> ODB

"If you
wanna step to my motherfuckin rep
Chk-chk, BLAOW BLAOW BLAOW, blown
traject'" -> ODB

"Gimme my fuckin shit, chk-chk, BLAOW!" ->
ODB

"You got shot cause you knock knock knocked.."