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As we proceedTo give you what you need9 to 5, motherfuckersGet live, motherfuckers
You are viewing: Who Shot Ya Lyrics
As we proceedTo give you what you needEast coast motherfuckersBad Boy motherfuckers
BIG, now turn the mics upTurn that mic up, yea that beat is knockin’To that microphoneTurn that shit the fuck upUh, what?Turn it up louderYea, uh
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Who shot ya?Seperate the weak from the ob-soleteHard to creep them Brooklyn streetsIt’s on nigga, fuck all that bickering beefI can hear sweat trickling down your cheekYour heartbeat soun like Sasquatch feetThundering, shaking the concreteFinish it, stop, when I foil the plotNeighbors call the cops said they heard mad shotsSaw me in the drop, three in the corner
Slaughts, electrical tape around your daughterOld school new school need to learn thowI burn baby burn like Disco InfernoBurn slow like blunts with ya-yoPeel more skins than Idaho potatoNiggaz know, the lyrics molestin is takin placeFuckin with B.I.G. it ain’t safeI make your skin chafe, rashes on the massesBumps and bruises, blunts and LandcruisersBig Poppa smash fools, bash foolsNiggaz mad because I know that Cash RulesEverything Around Me, two Glock ninesAny motherfucker whispering about minesAnd I’m, Crooklyn’s finestYou rewind this, Bad Boy’s behind this
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As we proceedTo give you what you needEast coast motherfuckersBad Boy motherfuckers
Get high motherfuckersGet high motherfuckersSmoke blunts motherfuckersGet high motherfuckersReady to die motherfuckers9 to 5 motherfuckers
I seen the light excite all the freaksStack mad chips, spread love with my peepsNiggaz wanna creep, got ta watch my backThink the Cognac and indo sack make me slack?I switches all that, cock-sucker G’s upOne false move, get swiss cheesed upClip to Tec, respect I demand itSlip and break the 11th CommandmentThou shalt not fuck with raw C-PoppaFeel a thosand deaths when I drop yaI feel for you, like Chaka Khan I’m the donPussy when I want Rolex on the armYou’ll die slow but calmRecognize my face, so there won’t be no mistakeSo you know where to tell Jake, lame niggaBrave nigga, turned front page niggaPuff Daddy flips dailyI smoke the blunts he sips on the Bailey’sOn the rocks, tote glocks at christeningsAnd my cock, in the fire position and
(Get live, motherfuckersReady to die, motherfuckers)
C’mere, c’mere (it ain’t gotta be like that, Big)Open your fucking mouth, open yourDidn’t I tell youDon’t fuck with me? (C’mon, man) huh?Didn’t I tell you not to fuck with me?(As we proceed) (c’mon, man) Look at you now(To give you what you need) Huh? (C’mon, man)(9 to 5, motherfuckers) Can’t talk with a gun in your mouth, huh?(Get live, motherfuckers) Bitch-ass nigga, what?(Get live, motherfuckers)(As we proceed) Who shot ya?
To give you what you need9 to 5 motherfuckersGet live motherfuckers
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Get high, motherfuckersReady to die, motherfuckersHah!As we proceed
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West coast, motherfuckersWest coast, motherfuckers, hah!As we proceed, to give you what you needAs we proceedTo give you what you needGet live, motherfuckers9 to 5, motherfuckersGet money, motherfuckers
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