The Mistahs - In This sh** lyrics

(Mr. Shadow) Somebody needs to tell all these dedicated wannabes Were making grown men cry when you f** with these I ain't here to please any fluke I came to bring pain squeeze the trigger and shoot Who you hang with is who you are And you ain't around us so f** you all mutha f**az Tall gra** cause you's a snake You're an old broke b**h looking for something to take Make your move who f**ed who? Think about it, Huh You f**ed yourself dumb f*g don't doubt it Listen to the young and rowdy gang officials Fool you know the name shadow, Lil and Vicious The b**h list is ah getting ridiculous And you b**hes are getting k**ed for this I'm in this sh** till my casket closes Till I die you and the whole world know this (Hook)(2x) I'm in this sh** Gangster trips that'll make you co*k your Glock and pop those who saw I'm in this sh** Getting kicks from the crooked cops who block when we slaying them rocks I'm in this sh** Gangster trips that'll make you co*k your Glock and pop those who talk I'm in this sh** Getting kicks from the crooked cops who block when we slaying them rocks (Mr. Lil One) Mobbing through the vocals and having Havoc in the smog I been thinking about your ways and I been thinking about the wrongs Why you tripping motherf**er you my n******go right? It don't matter when we gather we inseparable right? You been acting kinda strange what you think I need a change? What'chu jealous of my name? All the envy and the fame I'm the same mutha f**a that you met back in the day Call me little call me uno call me Ray ??? Have your b**h all on my nuts have since way back but f** that I let that b**h alone straight drooling on my bone You should recognized your wife stay away from all the lies You should open up your mind try to vibe and try to find A way to run-a-way and escape all the stress A way to get-a-way from all that hate in your chest I'd rather be alone than emitting fools with me Somebody pull the chrome they evacuate me quickly (Hook) (Mr. Shadow) I close the walls in on ya, Make you claustrophobic Till you can't breath so take your last breath and hold it Phony a** character oval still amateur Never in your life will you reach my caliber Cannabis tibia got me tripping Knowing one day I'ma catch your a** slipping Until then I'ma let you keep talking See you on the streets we'll see who leaves walking