Shine

Shine - Fool lyrics

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Oooh oooh 



Flashin' *belches* 

Oooh 



I'm goin off that Boyd Dawg, through Purina Chow-Chow 

Pow-Pow, hot lead on a nigga head 

Chest out, never understood, grew up in the hood 

Never knew right from wrong 

Get to dumpin on a nigga for nothin for no reason 

Mannish little knucklehead, hardhead heathen 

Meanin, give a fuck about life, I seen my momma 

stab my daddy in the stomach with a knife 

when I was three years old, finally figured it out 

That's why a nigga sold coke, clientele and clout 

Without a motherfuckin doubt, take a nigga out 

for trying to go between my motherfuckin paper route 

Wet his ass up, that nigga see and go 

Fully automatic convertible I'm a wipeaway arsonist 

fire extingusher, if you ain't spittin heat then motherfucker 

you betta damn sure be workin for me or else you're fucked 

Either that, I get your jaw wired up, pathological liar 

Dope game got me like this, fertify high 

Smokin more bomb than Cheech and Chong, I'm SAYIN 

Hit up Denny's resteraunt and order a gang of food 

Run up out of that prejudiced fuck-ass motherfucker 

without even havin any n kind of intention on even payin 

Damn near flashin, that's what the fuck I'm doin 

and I'm blastin up in this motherfucker 

I got my motherfuckin heater out and I'm sayin fuck the world 

I'm pissin on everything, fuck it, nigga I'm flashin 

I'm actin bad 

I got all kind of marbles on the motherfuckin table 

and I'm tellin a motherfucker you touch my shit and I'm flashin 

Understand my shit, the situation is way damn real 

Motherfucker I'm drunk off the shit 

and I'm breakin bottles on the pavement, I'm flashin 

Nigga I'm out there bad I'm poppin in the air for nothin 

Nigga for no apparent reason I'm DUH DUH DUH DUH check it out 



At this, got it fired up, choppers in the back of the truck 

about to light the nigga crib up 

Bang bang shoot em up claim fame 

Got a little to my name, slick as sugar cane 

Three in the mornin it's hard labor chasin paper 

Nigga twerkin, go to several Russian car 

Click-ers come esouped with VCR's 

Microwave ovens and credit cards 

Pullin all kind of heavy metal straps 

Beatin nijjas down with bumper jacks 

LIP's bitches overseas shoot crap 

Try to have more paper than a factory 

Motherfuckers gettin to showin out when the yard flexes 

Liable, blow a whole on a psycho 

Vital, lookin out for the rival tribal dead on arrival 

Psycho, it's all about survival 

Quarter ounce zippers is on 

Run up in his home white sock or bone 

With the chrome pist-al, pistol whip a nigga 

with a zap force, seen this hammer, Arm and Hammer 

bakin soda, listening to the scanner, scared man 

can't win, especially when a nigga packin 

Fetti stackin, mashin, flashin 

I'm flashin, the Elroy's pulled me over 

and put the flashlight to my window and told me I was speedin 

and I got to, fa-lashin on they ass 

I got to actin like a demon the motherfuckers told me 

the other day I go to turn off my P-G-and-E 

Nigga and I got to actin bad and I got to flashin 

on a motherfucker, motherfucker come out there 

talkin crazy to me lookin at me crazy up in the motherfuckin sto' 

and I said, "Bitch I'm F-ah-lashin!" 

Don't let me get to flashin on yo' ass nigga 

Motherfucker up in the club, and a motherfucker step on my shoe 

and I got to fa-lashin! 



It's all bad, motherfucker used to be comrade 

Used to fuck the same hoes, wear Jeff clothes 

Closer than a bugger to a nose, choosin vogues 

Slammin Cadillac do's together, cookin crack 

Gettin eighteens if it's back, overkill 

put the whammy on the whoop, be on the lookout 

for the state troop, might shoot, durin the drug deal 

Flippin at the mouth 

Voluntarily raps your motherfuckin folkers out 

Tight about since Little League, Boy Scouts 

Paper route dropped a diamond get some day skunk 

I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky, booty like a old hag 

She gonna get hella stanky if youse get teared up 

but us niggas don't bring me back 

my motherfuckin duffle bag.. I squinges off the hinges 

Lean ballin, alcohol and weed 

A thousand dollars worth of chump change, chicken feed 

A criminal record a full of dirty deeds 

Givin niggaz black eyes and bloody lips 

Cauliflower ears and extra clips 

Gun clappin music slappin party crashin 

Brash and motherfucker flashin 

The holiday just came on the first second and third of the month 

Made my check late and I got to, flashin on motherfuckers 

Next door neighbor hollerin that shit about my beat too loud 

I walked up the motherfuckin steps and I got ta 

tellin that bitch I'm F-ah-LASHIN 

Send a rookie to the store to bring me back some Rossi Ron 

He brought me back Chablais, and I get to FLASHIN 

on that bitch ass motherfucker, silly nigga 

Yknahmsayin?  A motherfucker up in this motherfucker FLASHIN 

Get to testin my testicles nigga and I'ma FLASH on yo' ass 

Bad word get back to me and I'm flashin 

Lost all my money up in the dice game and I FLASH 

Didn't let me up in Club Cafe at challantes and got to FLASHIN 

Dopefiend ran off with a hundred count of my teeth 

and I'm FLASHED 

Big Willie cashed my hawkin money water so I took it to Scottie's 

to keep myself from flashin 

Bought $250 worth of liquor and they tried to charge me 

for some ice and I FLASHED 

Got jumped outside a house party fools left me for dead 

when I got home I seen them motherfuckers 

and they ass was in the red, I got to FLASHIN 

I tell ya, bitch these niggaz I tell ya 

Shit I tell ya, SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT BITCH, shit
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