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Bushwick Bill - Coming With That Shit lyrics
Haha, yeah ain't no bangas in this mothafuckin joint nigga
 Just niggaz on some mack, playa list shit
 Real shit
 [Bushwick Bill]
 I see you punk motherfuckers tryin ta mix me
 In a place where a mark ol bitch would be
 So I guess I gotta let that fuckin thug out
 Bug out I see you dead niggaz drug out
 I know you sayin damn I hate him
 But gats ventilatin talkin niggaz bodies like methalaytim
 I caught a nigga like that when I was clubbin
 Confronted him, then I dumped off in his chest
 Motherfucker thought I was bluffin when I let it known
 Nigga anything thats my business please leave it alone
 And fools gonna hafta learn this bull shit the hard way
 And I'll be stuck for life where the bard's stay
 I give a fuck about your bitch ass
 There'll be a lotta motherfuckas in this world wearin shit bags
 Fuck talk, all I do is shoot nigga
 I been pushed too motherfuckin far nigga
 [CHORUS]
 You fools done fucked around and ya tried to hard to test
 Now I'm comin with some shit to crush they vest
 Even a small soldier gotta point when he gotta snap
 And blow you rotten motherfuckers off the map
 You fools done fucked around and ya tried to hard to test
 Now I'm comin with some shit to crush they vest
 "So why in the fuck you wanna act up
 Know when I can shoot your ass and your chest and blow your back up"
 [Bushwick Bill]
 Dollars and Sense is a motherfuckin playa crew
 But God dammit playas have beef too
 And its usually you jealous ass niggazBushwick Bill - Coming With That Shit - http://motolyrics.com/bushwick-bill/coming-with-that-shit-lyrics.html
 But sometimes even them hoe's heads get bigger
 And Mr. Chuck's too short to buy that
 Shocked when I glocked that bitch, wear ya weave tied hoe
 Because the game done changed and its strange
 How when a niggaz dentures be te next niggaz name to flip
 When they see a playful nigga like me busta cap
 Now Mr. Chuck gotta murder rap
 And now that wanna stop me from breathin
 But them better believe that me got somethin up my sleeve
 Bully bye bye bye bye when I drive by
 Die die when them motherfuckin bullets fly
 I didn't ask for this shit but you brought it to me
 You played pussy now get fucked, you push me
[CHORUS]
 [Scarface]
 Now I have no remorse
 One slip of the tongue and now we makin arrangements for your corps
 My body turns into the left field
 Countin up the body count as I hear the caps peel
 Now I wasn't known for eatin the flesh of the enemies
 Stalkin you in packs so the killaz done with these
 Rippin yo flesh now you're only seconds from yo death
 Feel your heart poundin while your takin your last breath
 I see you sayin you ain't scared to die
 Then reality sets in gun shots rings and now ya start to cry
 I guess you never knew how it would be
 You messed up, now eternally you will rest in peace
 You shoulda never played no games with me
 You shoulda never sparked no flames with me
 And now you understand your life is scarred
 You played the deadly game and its a shame I hadta pull yo card
[CHORUS]









