Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sho' Nuff, artist - Freeway. Date of issue: 14.02.2010
Song language: English
Sho' Nuff |
| I am hard as hell |
| Got the semi on blast, call you on speed dial |
| You can’t confine me to a cell |
| I injure competition, make the niggas do the math |
| They always wind up losin, cause I hardly take a L |
| Take a smell (smell), sniff |
| I’m the shit like feces, the GT too quick (ain't that right) |
| You need 200 G’s to move this (that's right) |
| I do this, I breeze past the DT’s, so swiftly (swiftly) |
| Y’all dudes iffy, I’m him, men gotta send other men to get me |
| And the men that they send, get hit up |
| I dump the Calico and let off fifty in a jiffy |
| (Bun B) |
| Is ya gonna ride? |
| (Sho' nuff) |
| If them niggas try ya, pull a homicide (sho' nuff) |
| Empty fifty bullets right in they behind (sho' nuff) |
| I’m the meanest, toughest, mofo low down around this town |
| Ain’t ya gonna move? |
| (Sho' nuff) |
| If them niggas try ya, will ya show and prove? |
| (Sho' nuff) |
| Run up on them, empty fifty from the tool (sho' nuff) |
| I’m the meanest, toughest, mofo low down around this town |
| It’s Bun Beeder, the heater cocked, show me the spot |
| I need a knot, whether the bread is for me or not |
| Leave the block, if I see the guap, I’m on the case |
| You got the base, I put the Glock up to your face |
| Taste Bun metal, the color of gun metal |
| When the gun settle, you perish and then Big Bun pedal |
| Petty drugs, naw, hit 'em with the raw |
| Head-tie, kill 'em with the no, then we fin' to go (to go) |
| Split the shit, split the dough, then we hit the do' |
| Then we hit the blocks with the rocks, let these niggas know (what?) |
| Then we fin' to sew up the corners with the blow |
| If you ain’t down, then we hit you with the clip fo' sure (ho) |
| Let the trigger go, then the nigga go down |
| Talkin about this yo' town, motherfucker slow down (whoa) |
| Be easy pimpin, you too squirrelly |
| Me and Philly Freezy shut it down, early |
| Ain’t ya gonna move? |
| (Sho' nuff) |
| If them niggas try ya, will ya show and prove? |
| (Sho' nuff) |
| Run up on 'em, empty fifty out the tool (sho' nuff) |
| I’m the meanest, toughest, mofo low down around this town |
| Ain’t ya gonna move? |
| (Sho' nuff) |
| If them niggas try ya, will show and prove? |
| (Sho' nuff) |
| Run up on 'em, empty fifty out the tool (sho' nuff) |
| I’m the meanest, toughest, mofo low down around this town |
| Nigga wanna war with me, I take 'em on live |
| I blast the 4−5, you have to pick 'em on up (on up) |
| He get mangled, I’m bilingual |
| Abdul Hadi taught me Arabic, I took him on Hajj (on Hajj) |
| Shaquan, Jazakumullah Hukhair |
| In the city we residin they warin like the Al-Qaeda |
| We’re never warin, performin like Leonidas |
| Y’all dudes lazy, you bust a grub and get niggaitis |
| Put the burner to your gums like gingivitis |
| Floss with bullets, I’ll pull it, crack your eye wear |
| Hell if I care, I handle business, leave you right here |
| Niggas can’t afford the lenses I wear |
| Look at my pair, they are Aviators, y’all are player haters |
| You can never fly or get a seat in my Lear, you need a high chair |
| You can try the one but it will get you done |
| You can go and get your duns, nigga it will get them aired, yeah |