Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song New Shit , by - N.ORelease date: 15.07.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
New Shit |
| I spit hits like a jukebox, stay thugged out like 2Pac |
| Everytime something new drop, it’s G shit not hip-hop |
| I speak for those who rip Glocks, and leave these haters lips locked |
| My underground sell mo' than your, real album ship out |
| My underground sell mo' than your, real album ship out |
| My underground sell mo' than your, real album ship out |
| Slow down or sped up, I’ll make you bob your head up |
| Hustle till you fed up, tell you stack your bread up |
| Falling off you’ll never see, Slim got long jeopardy |
| Real hits what you get from me, me and Watts like family |
| And I be damned if we can’t do our job, and make you bob |
| I’m signing c.d.'s for you, your niece and your Uncle Rob |
| Saying stay down, jam everything we lay down |
| If I can’t drive to your town, I’ll send this shit through Greyhound |
| (*scratching*) |
| Send this shit through Greyhound |
| Send this shit through Greyhound |
| Got boys from Kansas, hollin' bout how they jam this |
| From Germany to Japan, they can’t understand this |
| This ain’t no local shit, we worldwide bitch |
| Got Swishahouse and Boss Hogg, in your ride trick |
| They wanna drop like us, and stack a knot like us |
| Can’t pay they bills with they skills, so they copy us |
| Some trendsetters, some go-getters |
| Use to be down but shit, now they bootleggers |
| (*scratching*) |
| Now they-now they bootleggers |
| Now they-now they bootleggers |
| Hating on my profit, digging in my pocket |
| And I’ma do what it take, to make sure you stop it |
| See I got bills to pay, and plenty meals to make |
| And if you in my way, the AK’ll spray |
| I make a G a day, sometimes three a day |
| That’s times 3−65, now y’all see my pay |
| That’s last year, next year me and E album dropping |
| So Northside and Southside, it’s time to do some shopping |