Shitsville
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Lyrics
Yeah (my money, bitch), uh Niggas ain't gon' shit, then get the fuck up off the toilet stool Bent behind my tints, I commence to take these boys to school Don't drive no yellow bus, but I got mayonnaise and mustard Both tires gold wired on my Chevrolet bucket And now my transmission leaking and my rear-suspension squeaking Drop a rock off to my geeker, fix my shit, man, I'm out here creeping Twist that shit, but I'm out here tweaking for that 20 twin, twin Kick that shit in '95 or watching Friday with my friends Fucked your bitch in '96, hit that pussy for six minutes Said the dick was everything she envisioned on each visit Poppa kept his condoms in his bottom drawer, they for his bottom ho I stole that shit when I was out, I wonder if my mama know I wonder if she found the dimes and nickles in my Nike box I wonder if she know her older brother like to light them rocks I wonder if she able to get by if I get killed Told her I was just knee-deep in the shit, welcome to Shitsville, nigga You wake up every day and pray before you sleep, right? You motherfuckers just like me You shed tears when you hurting, if I cut you then you bleed, right? You motherfuckers just like me But bitch you acting like your shit don't stink (shit's real) Bitch, you acting like your shit don't stink (this Shitsville) I said you acting like your shit don't stink (shit's real) Bitch, you acting like your shit don't stink (yo, yo, yo) (welcome to Shitsville, nigga) Niggas ain't gon' shit, then get the fuck up-off the pizz-ot Got O's of loud in my living room like I was Lennox Trapped a nigga and his wife for his wallet and his wristwatch And they say I might do life in jail for kidnap Bitch, I did not give a single solitary fuck I stand on all ten toes, one dick and two nuts Don't do yayo or shoot up But I went back and forth with some work, went through a few plugs This white devil society dare a nigga to do drugs And dare yo' ass to deal 'em, distribute and conceal 'em My niggas don't got no boats or no ports, how you think we get 'em? Crack was black America's cup of coffee in the beginning When they creep up and you waking, you crackers can fight the feeling Motherfuck you euthanasia, I'll lace your food up with razors Make you gargle with saltwater and excuse yourself from my table I fathered these fuck niggas with fables, pussy, I been real Good on any street up Shit's Creek, it's Shitsville, nigga You wake up every day and pray before you sleep, right? You motherfuckers just like me You shed tears when you hurting, if I cut you then you bleed, right? You motherfuckers just like me But bitch you acting like your shit don't stink (shit's real) Bitch, you acting like your shit don't stink (this Shitsville) I said you acting like your shit don't stink (shit's real) Bitch, you acting like your shit don't stink (welcome to Shitsville, nigga), uh Cheat on your girl, your wife, sneak out to fuck hoes You motherfuckers just like me Drink all the liquor, blow weed, probably play with your nose You motherfuckers just like me I said you motherfuckers just like me I said you motherfuckers just like me I know you motherfuckers just like me You ain't no better, hell you just like me, uh I said hold on bitch, you travelling too fast I'm supposed to be dragging my foot out your motherfucking ass Said bitch, I'm known from the Golden Gates of Frisco to the Eagle Pass I'm known to play big time landlords Kick chicken-shit hoes right in their motherfucking ass And if my luck continues to hold out in the future Like it has in the past, I'ma continue to kick you chicken-shit hoes Right in your motherfucking ass Said bitch this is the worlds of wonder Long dick book-bender, all-night-grinder Wound-finder, sheet-shaker, babymaker and money-taker, bitch
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:51
- Key
- 6
- Tempo
- 92 BPM