Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lick'em Up Shot, artist - 8Ball & MJG. Album song On the Outside Looking In, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 02.03.2015
Record label: CRF
Song language: English
Lick'em Up Shot |
| Here it is, we come to dance in the ‘94 |
| Eightball and MJG together with the South Circle, see |
| We gon' do it like this for all them boys, so check it |
| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot |
| We lick a shot, lick ‘em up shot, nigga |
| Lick a shot, lick a lick a shot |
| Lick a shot, lick ‘em shot, nigga |
| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot |
| Lick a shot, lick ‘em shot, nigga |
| Lick a shot, lick a lick a shot |
| Lick a shot, lick ‘em up shot, nigga |
| Check one, on the mic, it’s the fat mack, freakin' on this phat track |
| Peep my khakis saggin' and my gat in my backpack |
| Gangsta Memphis, home of players and Uzi sprayers |
| But me, I’m just a hustler, fuckin' poetic rhyme sayer |
| Iz-eight-bizall, will make a new nigga fall |
| Then send him to the land of the Orange Mound killer clan |
| Him being the enemy, meaning he’s not down with me |
| Meaning he didn’t come up in the muthafuckin' Mound with me |
| I got a posse thick as hinds if you did not know |
| Some of them are jackin' but the other half slang dope |
| Gangsta, straight from the bottom, got ‘em sick with this |
| Flavor that was made up by that nigga named T-Mix |
| Blast him, bucked him, let him eat the hollow tips |
| Snatch him like a bitch and then beat him with the pistol grip |
| Danger, anger, overload, explode |
| Go into my ‘fuck the world' mode, lick ‘em up shot, nigga |
| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot |
| We lick a shot, lick ‘em up shot, nigga |
| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot |
| We lick a shot, lick ‘em shot, nigga |
| Lick a shot, lick a lick a shot |
| We lick a shot, lick ‘em shot, nigga |
| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot |
| We lick a shot, lick ‘em up shot, nigga |
| Just give me a muthafuckin' reason to demonstrate a pimpin' type appeal and |
| I’m peelin' caps in your muthafuckin' nose |
| And I’m drillin' holes in your coffin |
| Quite often, I have to show these niggas who the boss and |
| Keep tossin' these hoes upside the muthafuckin' wall |
| These bitches eatin' supper out my fine silk drawers |
| Because I plays my card, and I likes to H-U-S- |
| Ain’t gonna be another busta in my future talking shi |
| ‘Cause he don’t know who he fuckin' with |
| See, it’s the P-I-M-P-I-N-G in me |
| It keeps me totally about the M-O M-O-N-E- |
| Why these niggas front with this bullshit I don’t understand |
| Shady ass busta, sticky ass hand |
| You run for cover when my muthafuckin' bomb drop |
| On you and your crew, nigga, lick ‘em up shot |
| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot |
| We lick a shot, lick ‘em up shot, nigga |
| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot |
| We lick a shot, lick ‘em shot, nigga |
| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot |
| We lick a shot, lick ‘em shot, nigga |
| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot |
| We lick a shot, lick ‘em up shot, nigga |
| Southern Funkadelic terrorist got ‘em scared of this |
| Young nigga making a fat grip being a lyricist |
| Kill with the muthafuckin' Glock if I’m forced to |
| Break a nigga off and leave ‘em shorter than tattoo |
| Peace and much love to the niggas that I’m down with |
| The niggas that I clown with that’s down with this South shit |
| Hard from the start, so many players on my family tree |
| Meaning there was many doing this shit before it came to me |
| Hard times made a nigga write a lot of hard rhymes |
| Fuck walking a chalk line, mayne, I gots to get mine |
| Death wish, click goes the clip in my piece |
| One in the chamber for the jackers and the crooked police |
| No more peace without a piece, a nigga life will cease |
| For your herringbone or the phat ride you crease |
| If you got nuts thinkin' that I’m droppin', I’m not |
| Lick ‘em up shot, nigga, lick ‘em up shot |
| Here comes the muthafuckin' nigga, with his own type of rhythm |
| Get ‘em, up, nigga, nigga, get ‘em |
| Up, if you wanna, come jack it |
| Step, make a move, ‘cause I’m packin' |
| What, ever it, takes for |
| Me to get a nigga up off me |
| MJG rollin', down the strip dodgin', dips drinkin' Crown |
| I’ma sip one more fifth |
| I’ma chief six more spliffs |
| I’ma drop these sucka ducks |
| Run ‘em over like Mack trucks |
| Dumpin' bustas in a lake |
| I gotta dispose ‘em out their way |
| Straight up, sucka nigga, you gets popped |
| Fuckin' with this clique, lick ‘em up shot, nigga |
| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot |
| We lick a shot, lick ‘em up shot, nigga |
| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot |
| We lick a shot, lick ‘em shot, nigga |
| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot |
| We lick a shot, lick ‘em shot, nigga |
| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot |
| We lick a shot, lick ‘em up shot, nigga |
| We ain’t a joke |
| When me rhyme, me no play, me no joke |
| When me rhyme, me no play, me no joke |
| We stinkin' murderers |
| When me rhyme, me no play, me no joke |
| When me rhyme, me no play, me no joke |
| When me rhyme, me no play, me no joke |
| We stinkin' murderers |
| When me rhyme, me no play, me no joke |
| We stinkin' murderers |
| They’re picking up the place like they’re a big time hustler |
| Their gun in their waist, a millimeter |
| They’re coming out again ‘cause buy can got ‘cause we… |
| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot |
| We lick a shot, lick ‘em up shot, nigga |
| We lick a shot, lick a lick a shot |
| We lick a shot, lick ‘em shot, nigga |
| Here it is, we’re coming to dance in the ‘94 |
| 8Ball & MJG together with the South Circle… |
| And we’re gonna lick up shots to all them boys… |