Lyrics Shock The Party - San Quinn

Shock The Party

-Aye J man you seen Quinn man?
I’m tryna get this party tonight man
-Ah man the Quinn up there on the CDP right about now
-Like that I want him to come through and shock the party tonight for his boy
Rack mayn
-Yeah for the you know I’m sayin'?
-You know how we do it
-For real though!
-We gon' put this shit down for the ninetenninetysix
My boy fin' to shock the mothafuckin party, Drop that shit nigga!
Dangerous dialect, I elect, down to wreck
Shop, the set poppin like Glock and Tec to impress America
Game carrier, styles various Quinn San
Comin' can, that is hilarious
Beyond the barriers worldwide
Lyrics purified, leavin' my shit 'lectrified
Let the people decide after I’m inside The unoccupied brain
AIn’t no game like Fillmoe game
I get low for my flow, my dough, no ho!
Flow at your show for promo off indo
Sinsemillia will kill ya, I feel ya vibration
Shaken by my delivery until the industry
Paper is dividable, grab it if you capable
My lyrics are recitable battles are ignitable
Glimmerin', shimmerin' 'cause I’m gold
You whimperin', while listenin to my flows
West Coast representative from Fillmoe
Cd player’s intro, give me instrumental and utensil and I lace this
Dedicated to the followin' places
East Coast, South West, Midwest and Deep South (Deep south)
For the nine-six new name in your mouth (In your mouth)
sippin' on brand Alizé and Hen
None of these wannabe’s wanna sees the Quinn
And I do it all again
None of these wannabe’s wanna sees the Quinn
Tonight we came to turn yo' function outside in
Don’t be surprised when yo' baby boo rides with Quinn
Nigga… Rides with Quinn
Drop into the bucket make it feel like a Benz
Tonight I came to turn yo' function outside in
Don’t be surprised when yo' baby boo rides with Quinn
Only game to be H.O.F., the nuts to get jocked non stop
Pop Aim at your props, shockin' flocks at the players club
Baby boos and rival crews, give me the mic tonight and I get lose on all of you
say the mind with deeper rhyme ain’t hard to find
Keep it real 'cause I’m inclined to do so, it’s a loophole
In my division I’m divine, servin' looks in every line, in it for the benefit
of my people
Wannabe MC’s get no benefits, when I spit it inconsiderate
The generous they seated after heated speeches
Defeated after I release it’s all the pressure
From my men suckin' indo stims to roaches
Ferocious when you approach us
Focus on facin' me, laced tightly
Tighter than my Nike’s
Servin' this merciless tongue
Come to the laboratory get done
Claimin' number one real playa
Annihilator of the perpetrator and playa hater
Whole garrison, no comparison
Meaning armies can’t harm me
Armed heavily with hella G’s
L.P. that is mack bitch, nothin' mo' nothin' less
Always at this with California bomb in my nest
All in you as I continue to shock the party
Like 40 Water, all out my body
Not a hobby but a job, to come mobbin' musically
Smashin' you vocally, knowin' me, blowin' leaf
Spot the molecules, caught, and demolish fools
Polish so rusty then I have to dust him
San Francisco loves me, this is my mothafuckin' house
Please don’t hate, it ain’t all what you heard about
We turned it out, made you shop for the low
In the house, now you mothafuckas now
Now you mothafuckas know
When we in the house you can’t fuck with the low
Tonight I came to turn yo' function outside in
Don’t be surprised when yo' baby boo rides with Quinn, nigga
Now you mothafuckas know
When we in the house you can’t fuck with the low
Tonight I came to turn yo' function outside in
Don’t be surprised when yo' baby boo rides with Quinn, nigga