Quiet ft the game Lyrics

[Chorus: The Game] When the sun comes down, and them guns come out
Them niggas that was talkin', they won't run the mouth
When them shells start poppin', bodies start droppin'
It's so quiet you can't hear a rat pissin' on cotton
When the sun comes down, and them guns come out
Them niggas that was talkin', they won't run the mouth
When them shells start poppin', bodies start droppin'
It's so quiet you can't hear a rat pissin' on cotton

[Verse 1: Lil' Kim] Do you see what I see, can you hear what I hear
All these studio gangstas year after year
With these gimmicks I can't take it
They ain't real so they fake it
And how did they make it in this game for so long
I know what's right from what's wrong
I know what's soft and what's hard
I know a federal case from a publicity charge
Man, I fought tooth and nail to keep them punks outta jail
But hoes wanna go to court for not payin' for they nails
Who you tryin' to be, man it couldn't be me
My man Big Squaka bought me my Continental T
You spent your advance on your Continental T
I know you sick when you clean your rims and still see a B
And we see you a liar, tryna deny her
Jacki-O proved you far from a fighter
Comin' at me bitch, you're playin' with fire
I ain't gon' come back at you, I'm comin' atcha ghostwriter

[Chorus: The Game] When the sun comes down, and them guns come out
Them niggas that was talkin', they won't run the mouth
When them shells start poppin', bodies start droppin'
It's so quiet you can't hear a rat pissin' on cotton
When the sun comes down, and them guns come out
Them niggas that was talkin', they won't run the mouth
When them shells start poppin', bodies start droppin'
It's so quiet you can't hear a rat pissin' on cotton

[Verse 2: Lil' Kim] I hear 'em talkin' like they gangsta material
But I don't see it man, they gangsta's invisible
The hot iron's what them gangstas put in to you
Until you laid up and your gangsta's on critical
Shots get into you, and bleedin' like a menstrulLil' Kim - Quiet ft the game - http://motolyrics.com/lil-kim/quiet-ft-the-game-lyrics.html
And if I don't like you, then I won't pretend to
It's the ones that befriend you that turn up against you
In the court of law and drop a dime like Sprint do
Supposed to be tough huh? Until them boys touch ya
Chump mu'fuckas start confessin' like Usher
I cut you off 'cause I knew I couldn't trust ya
Lame ass bustas, backward ass hustlas
Your fake phony, you always was lil' homies
B.I.G.'s lil' son, baby boy like Jodie
I put you under my wing, bought you your first Rolie
Nigga I helped raise you, why would I play you

[Chorus: The Game] When the sun comes down, and them guns come out
Them niggas that was talkin', they won't run the mouth
When them shells start poppin', bodies start droppin'
It's so quiet you can't hear a rat pissin' on cotton
When the sun comes down, and them guns come out
Them niggas that was talkin', they won't run the mouth
When them shells start poppin', bodies start droppin'
It's so quiet you can't hear a rat pissin' on cotton

[Verse 3: Lil' Kim] You see it always be the ones talkin' this and that
How they knife game ill and they gun go clap
Them niggas rats, stay runnin' they trap
'Til they run in a trap and there's no comin' back
It be the same ones talkin' 'bout the guns they sparkin'
Dogs never bite but do a whole lot of barkin'
A whole lotta howlin' 'til the wolves start growlin'
They pitbulls, shit man, them niggas straight cowards
Got 'em scared to death, pissin' in they trousers
Always was a bitch, that's why I send his ass flowers
Thanks to the Queen he can share 'em with his team
You can run top speed but you can't dodge the beam
Got a clean 16 and my spit game mean
Don't be fooled and deceived, everything ain't what it seem
You act like you don't know what side of town is realer
Niggas softer than chinchillas but on wax they killers

[Chorus: The Game] When the sun comes down, and them guns come out
Them niggas that was talkin', they won't run the mouth
When them shells start poppin', bodies start droppin'
It's so quiet you can't hear a rat pissin' on cotton