I'm The Shit Lyrics

Yeah run that nigga

Yeaaah

I go by the name of iceberg but you can call me billion you know

And I'm on my way like I always say

This my new favorite song and I'm a tell you why

Hey

I'm the shit believe that whoa

Fuck that bitch I don't need that hoe

I only smoke crypt yeah I need that dro

If you think I'm a lick I'm a squeeze that fo'

Then you gon' fall, yo soul gon' float

Up to the sky with them other people

And this ain't a game so there no cheat codes

No pause buttons and no reloads

And I lay dick act she know

And when I'm up in her you can bet she cold

I got a lot of bitches but man I need more

Cause there's no such thing as enough c notes

I run the 3-0-5 iceberg (live)

I'm bout a rap boy I'm gon' (sly)

The feds want me then I'm gon' (pie)

They can be trick and I can be (fly)

I don't give a damn it's dunk ryde or die

I rap part time drugs nine to five

16 murders I bust out the nine

Cho got 32 bloods gon' sly

I don't need friends just give me my 5

The city up with me a nigga gon' die

The city up in me and it's my time

I ride with blocks so expect my mind

I clear the whole block when the stick pow pow

I drink up the dump when they hear our sound

Hold up let me catch my breath

I'm a go till their ain't nothin left

Ol nigga nah I ain't done yet

Trick told me when I sleep I ain't get no check

It's been 2 days I ain't been home yet

Takin naps in the jet in the same biggie set

I'm under surviellence my phone on deck

But I don't be on there cause the crackers is on itIce Berg - I'm The Shit - http://motolyrics.com/ice-berg/im-the-shit-lyrics.html

Greezy my home, grizz his too

And we is the shit tryin feel our shoes

We want yo bitch we like how she move

I'm takin pictures of her and sendin em to soot

I sick of one and I'm headed to two

Call me billion it's what I do

I get money I sell o

Make niggas hate cause I snatch they hoes

Fix up the dunk, to show em I ain't broke

And keep a big strap incase they want more

Niggas make the songs that a brother never hear

I'm not bought to diss you to start your career

You outta yo league you need to do pot

You claim to be everything that you not

Seem me I'm a star and I fill myself

If I lived yo life I'd kill myself

The club like hoes I'm never in them bed

Don't talk about yo trunk cause my shit right here

And we ride dunks and the fast like leers

We drive drunk but we don't drink beers

When the chop is pregnant it always spit

He speakin a different language but he's callin you a bitch!

And ain't nothing change it's the same ol shit

I still toss ya pimp and I'm high off kimp

Yo ol momma old news and and I got a blood bitch

And when I'm finished with the dunk I'm a grab her whip

There's still a couple niggas that die bouta bitch

Thatll make disc track and cry bouta bitch

A couple dj's that don't play my shit

But a lot of real niggas thatll bring my hits

I'm a hood nigga let's get that clear

A young rich nigga sayin fuck a outfit

I'm runnin out here so I do it for my crew

And I wear that shirt that says FREE SOOT

I get money I sell o

Make niggas hate cause I snatch they hoes

Fix up the dunk, to show em I ain't broke

And keep a big strap incase they want more

I'm the shittt