The Shivers (feat. Chain Gang Platune)

Yeah, dog, man, you know I'm sayin'
 Fuck all you motherfuckers that wanna call the police
 on us and shit When we tryin' to get our motherfuckin'
 loot, you know I'm sayin'?
 (What, what?)
 Fuck y'all
 (What?)
 You know I'm sayin'?
 You can rap, you can sing, see it ain't no thing
 'Cause every nigga in my click is first nigga to swing
 Place the call, make you fall, we can break them all
 'Cause every nigga we control, first nigga to roll
 So fuck the shivers, the Chain Gang delivers
 Kaboom, the whole room, the Platune, don't give a nigga what?
 Your whole style got too much cut, nigga what?
 Pick up your guns, now what the fuck
 I get the fuck up, your truant lifestyle, let's rough
 I'm even gon' be rich or poor, dead or handcuffed
 Niggas bust, but miss and now the war is on
 (Back)
 And we gon' celebrate when you get murdered, deceased and gone
 Retaliation is a must when you fuck with us
 Tell me what was on your mind when you loaded your pistol up?
 Was it some gangsta shit, that couldn't been it
 (Nah, that ain't it, fuck)
 'Cause you bust four shots and still missed, now dig this
 Don't know your name but know your face
 You made a mistake now you must be erased
 Really though, I'm loc'ed, go, deranged, sick and insane
 Drop rights, to start more fights than Mills Lane
 So fuck the shivers, the Chain Gang delivers
 Kaboom, the whole room, the Platune, don't give a nigga what?
 Your whole style got too much cut, nigga what?
 Pick up your guns, now what the fuck
 Voluptuous vixen, wear my dime pair, watch it like Nixon
 Niggas mad 'cause they can't put restrictions
 They know we fixin' to put the Chain team in the mainstream
 Cut the bad blood like gangrene, lyrical vaccine
 Injected by this mind specimen, my Oestrogen
 Make the best of men, guess again, I'm fresh in wind
 Consumed by the date stem, tramps get amped
 'Cause they can't cramp the camp, we leave 'em damp
 Got them scared stiff like mannequins
 Keep 'em panicin', then we vanishin' into the world at large
 The Chain Gang Platune
 Be the head niggas in charge
 I serve to protect, self charge on police premises
 Break bones as rug-be-snug, slugs being sold and printless
 Stay spittin' at your divisions, hit your visions
 Chain but automatic interest got taste for higher proof liquors
 If it gets adventures, affective niggas, arrest resistance
 Timper screamin' that deaf vast words, splintered without the whispers
 Connects got prices for product, but Tune fathers vanish
 Rock the cuts, now I control sonic voices like Aprovada
 A thugs' mug shots' worth dollars
 Holla, we strange drama killers, can't stop the
 For pain is absolute vodka, Tre, confrontation watch man
 For the progress of nation, yo, I'm eatin' through your concentrations
 I'm comin' out combat and com Bows
 Competition is a combination of combustion
 Too valuable for commandin' nothin'
 I continue cuttin' destruction's smokin' or choke eruptions
 From California to Connecticut
 I can hear the functions, continue the Lexus
 [Incomprehensible] tell them [incomprehensible]Category
 code of the street, let's see the next day
 The Cruddy Click clicks and classics k-kloaw
 'Cause it's beef on the streets then kick, kick the cow
 Catapult and critters kick 'em, quickers clap
 Cookin' trio's like Crio, I'll split that ass that go show your crack
 The killer cultural when I'm gun away to [incomprehensible]
 Since you got murdered they left you
 The bitches who said you deserved it
 You can rap, you can sing, see it ain't no thing
 'Cause every nigga in my click is first nigga to swing
 Place the call, make you fall, we can break them all
 'Cause every nigga we control, first nigga to roll
 So fuck the shivers, the Chain Gang delivers
 Kaboom, the whole room, the Platune, don't give a nigga what?
 Your whole style got too much cut, nigga what?
 Pick up your guns, now what the fuck
 Guess, who speak the truth?
 I see the noose when the tongue get loose
 Neck choke for the wrong shit you spoke
 Took the wrong approach, invincible
 With the writin' utensil, convincin' you
 On instrumentals my moody mental, sets the tempo
 Abdul of the mic but your flow
 Slice and a dice a extra nice, a writer from the deathest cypher
 Jersey believes 'em right, but Chain Gang with the sane slang
 Crazy, deranged, strange, with a sharp aim
 And shootin' range as deep as Danny maintain gets forfeited
 When we show up to play the sport
 Niggas show the military support and fight for what you brought up
 Play to a good battle, battle and got grazed
 In the heart of New Jersey, straight land of the crazed
 Bad blood boils and picky goals will destroy you
 Fans, straight hand me the jams to unemploy you
 Yo, so you better keep it real right and tight
 Or that spotlight might
 Only last for one night, aight
 You can rap, you can sing, see it ain't no thing
 'Cause every nigga in my click is first nigga to swing
 Place the call, make you fall, we can break them all
 'Cause every nigga we control, first nigga to roll
 So fuck the shivers, the Chain Gang delivers
 Kaboom, the whole room, the Platune, don't give a nigga what?
 Your whole style got too much cut, nigga what?
 Pick up your guns, now what the fuck