| Here it is, we come to dance in the ‘94
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| Eightball and MJG together with the South Circle, see
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| We gon' do it like this for all them boys, so check it
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| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot
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| We lick a shot, lick ‘em up shot, nigga
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| Lick a shot, lick a lick a shot
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| Lick a shot, lick ‘em shot, nigga
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| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot
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| Lick a shot, lick ‘em shot, nigga
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| Lick a shot, lick a lick a shot
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| Lick a shot, lick ‘em up shot, nigga
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| Check one, on the mic, it’s the fat mack, freakin' on this phat track
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| Peep my khakis saggin' and my gat in my backpack
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| Gangsta Memphis, home of players and Uzi sprayers
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| But me, I’m just a hustler, fuckin' poetic rhyme sayer
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| Iz-eight-bizall, will make a new nigga fall
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| Then send him to the land of the Orange Mound killer clan
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| Him being the enemy, meaning he’s not down with me
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| Meaning he didn’t come up in the muthafuckin' Mound with me
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| I got a posse thick as hinds if you did not know
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| Some of them are jackin' but the other half slang dope
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| Gangsta, straight from the bottom, got ‘em sick with this
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| Flavor that was made up by that nigga named T-Mix
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| Blast him, bucked him, let him eat the hollow tips
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| Snatch him like a bitch and then beat him with the pistol grip
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| Danger, anger, overload, explode
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| Go into my ‘fuck the world' mode, lick ‘em up shot, nigga
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| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot
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| We lick a shot, lick ‘em up shot, nigga
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| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot
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| We lick a shot, lick ‘em shot, nigga
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| Lick a shot, lick a lick a shot
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| We lick a shot, lick ‘em shot, nigga
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| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot
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| We lick a shot, lick ‘em up shot, nigga
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| Just give me a muthafuckin' reason to demonstrate a pimpin' type appeal and
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| I’m peelin' caps in your muthafuckin' nose
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| And I’m drillin' holes in your coffin
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| Quite often, I have to show these niggas who the boss and
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| Keep tossin' these hoes upside the muthafuckin' wall
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| These bitches eatin' supper out my fine silk drawers
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| Because I plays my card, and I likes to H-U-S-
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| Ain’t gonna be another busta in my future talking shi
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| ‘Cause he don’t know who he fuckin' with
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| See, it’s the P-I-M-P-I-N-G in me
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| It keeps me totally about the M-O M-O-N-E-
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| Why these niggas front with this bullshit I don’t understand
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| Shady ass busta, sticky ass hand
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| You run for cover when my muthafuckin' bomb drop
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| On you and your crew, nigga, lick ‘em up shot
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| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot
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| We lick a shot, lick ‘em up shot, nigga
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| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot
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| We lick a shot, lick ‘em shot, nigga
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| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot
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| We lick a shot, lick ‘em shot, nigga
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| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot
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| We lick a shot, lick ‘em up shot, nigga
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| Southern Funkadelic terrorist got ‘em scared of this
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| Young nigga making a fat grip being a lyricist
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| Kill with the muthafuckin' Glock if I’m forced to
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| Break a nigga off and leave ‘em shorter than tattoo
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| Peace and much love to the niggas that I’m down with
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| The niggas that I clown with that’s down with this South shit
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| Hard from the start, so many players on my family tree
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| Meaning there was many doing this shit before it came to me
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| Hard times made a nigga write a lot of hard rhymes
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| Fuck walking a chalk line, mayne, I gots to get mine
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| Death wish, click goes the clip in my piece
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| One in the chamber for the jackers and the crooked police
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| No more peace without a piece, a nigga life will cease
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| For your herringbone or the phat ride you crease
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| If you got nuts thinkin' that I’m droppin', I’m not
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| Lick ‘em up shot, nigga, lick ‘em up shot
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| Here comes the muthafuckin' nigga, with his own type of rhythm
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| Get ‘em, up, nigga, nigga, get ‘em
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| Up, if you wanna, come jack it
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| Step, make a move, ‘cause I’m packin'
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| What, ever it, takes for
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| Me to get a nigga up off me
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| MJG rollin', down the strip dodgin', dips drinkin' Crown
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| I’ma sip one more fifth
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| I’ma chief six more spliffs
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| I’ma drop these sucka ducks
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| Run ‘em over like Mack trucks
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| Dumpin' bustas in a lake
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| I gotta dispose ‘em out their way
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| Straight up, sucka nigga, you gets popped
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| Fuckin' with this clique, lick ‘em up shot, nigga
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| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot |
| We lick a shot, lick ‘em up shot, nigga
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| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot
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| We lick a shot, lick ‘em shot, nigga
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| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot
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| We lick a shot, lick ‘em shot, nigga
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| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot
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| We lick a shot, lick ‘em up shot, nigga
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| We ain’t a joke
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| When me rhyme, me no play, me no joke
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| When me rhyme, me no play, me no joke
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| We stinkin' murderers
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| When me rhyme, me no play, me no joke
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| When me rhyme, me no play, me no joke
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| When me rhyme, me no play, me no joke
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| We stinkin' murderers
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| When me rhyme, me no play, me no joke
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| We stinkin' murderers
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| They’re picking up the place like they’re a big time hustler
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| Their gun in their waist, a millimeter
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| They’re coming out again ‘cause buy can got ‘cause we…
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| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot
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| We lick a shot, lick ‘em up shot, nigga
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| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot
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| We lick a shot, lick ‘em shot, nigga
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| Here it is, we’re coming to dance in the ‘94
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| 8Ball & MJG together with the South Circle…
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| And we’re gonna lick up shots to all them boys… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lick’em Up Shot , by - 8Ball & MJG. Song from the album On The Outside Looking In (Smoked & Chopped), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп