Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Neva Shuvin', artist - Benzino.
Date of issue: 29.08.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Neva Shuvin' |
Boston, Mass we keep it thug with niggas |
We never shuvin niggas we try to hug you niggas |
It’s the love it’s the love |
We never shuvin niggas we try to hug you niggas |
Cause it’s the love my nigga |
It’s the love… |
I wake up every mornin nigga get up |
I grab my tech just in case I gotta tear up |
I said that same shit about ten years ago |
Same nigga but now my tech is by my window |
Been reppin threes wearin black |
Since the days of block parties hollow tips and stolen Cadillacs |
Been dodgin guns every other fuckin day |
Moms can’t understand |
Runnin up the weed spots everybody lay the say |
Everybody gone up in your parkin |
Gun shot to your boy where your wallet |
Mr. Benzino kill a man just for profit |
Yo it’s the city of the grime |
And I stay with my nine |
Slangin and bangin with Boston niggas that rap Hangmen |
So when you talk Bean town call me out |
And end up with a small fuckin Glock in your mouth |
Niggas |
Boston, Mass keep it thug with niggas |
We never shuvin niggas we try to hug you niggas |
It’s the love it’s the love |
We never shuvin niggas we try to hug you niggas |
Cause it’s the love my niggas |
It’s the love… |
It’s the usual suspect |
When it’s better suitin with the tech |
Cause I’m known to keep one on deck |
I checks niggas sometime I have to correct niggas |
Sometimes it nothin at all just disrespect niggas |
I can’t stand a snitch lovin niggas that ain’t a bitch |
No nigga hatin cause I’m tryin to get rich |
Money don’t make me a man |
Whether I’m paid or I’m broke |
I’m gon still be Mr. Mic meaner from outta town |
With a clientel like hell |
Cause I’m a hustler that raise sin in these streets |
That I ain’t sold and I that can’t sell |
Plus I’m gifted to be connected |
I get a turno cause someone to turn on after I whips it |
Cause I’m a dealer boy clothes at the tailor boy |
This ain’t no gimmick little nigga this is the real McCoy |
Despite the masses in the gloves they’re still thugs |
I’m still in these streets so I’m a home town and a most loved |
Boston, Mass keep it thug with niggas |
We never shuvin niggas we try to hug you niggas |
It’s the love it’s the love |
We never shuvin niggas we try to hug you niggas |
Cause it’s the love my niggas |
It’s the love… |
Yo I got a call from Ray Benzino he sent me from Imadapan |
They greeted me with two kisses you know I’m a Made Man |
How ya think I got the name Hatician Sicillian |
After I do the prom I change colors like a chamelleon |
Now understand this refugee got plans to better the land |
So when the revolution come I keep my gun in hand |
And that’s the truth Wyclef will put two in your goose |
And use your head like the hunters do to a moose |
It’s the L it’s the O it’s the V it’s the E |
From the C double O from the L G double E |
Still crush numb in the E three double O |
Pedal to the floor before you can say go |
Ay yo I’m a say this one time stay off my dick |
You’re not in my league so sit Boo Boo sit |
Let geezie you spit all lines legit |
Scientists got the formula to come cop the hit |
Boston, Mass keep it thug with niggas |
We never shuvin niggas we try to hug you niggas |
It’s the love it’s the love |
We never shuvin niggas we try to hug you niggas |
Cause it’s the love my niggas |
It’s the love… |