Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sho' Nuff feat. Bun B, artist - Freeway. Album song The Stimulus Package, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.02.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rhymesayers Entertainment
Song language: English
Sho' Nuff feat. Bun B |
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 |