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letra de shook hands - lil' kim

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shook hands lyrics

yeah- ha!ha!
(see i love this sh-t)

you see what the problem is these’s b-tches dont know me poke theses got d-mn ho’s here we go agin its time to let it go we bout to phone it in you b-tches aint comfortable in their own skin
no matter how you try you could never be kim

(verse 1)
take it back to that quiet storm
don’t come without your firearm
4 alarm blaze i blaze b-tches with that 1-2 gauge
put them in the box, in the grave broke, cut it or weed it
how yall b-m b-tches conceited? please!
washed up careers they pleaded
face it b-tch ya done there (echo you done there)
lean back you had ya run there
as far as the b-tches gettin busy i’m number 1 here
yeah!

[chorus]
aint no shook hands in brooklyn
cross that bridge tuck ya goods in
like the queen of harlem ‘cept its bk way
makin sure n-gg-s eat every day

(verse 2)
don’t make me put a hit out tikitack
these rappin’ always spit out
put your self in a sticky sitiuation and get out!
ride or die if they my n-gg-s then im stickin with them
any rats we gonna kiss them like my n-gg- did them uh!

[chorus] x2
aint no shook hands in brooklyn
cross that bridge tuck ya goods in
n-gg-s get shot locked down wear i’m from stick ups turn to shoot outs n-gg-s you better run

(verse 3)
never thought n-gg-s would tell {aint this a b-tch} -ss n-gg-s scared of jail
fed c.o.’s givin me head in my cell
makin my bid go easy recieve mail
back at my best, skin tight dress n-gg-
its sharks in the water come git your life vest
or get ate up a’s to the s’s we k’d up
wipe a n-gg- out for every thing while he laid up gimme that!

[chorus/bridge]

aint no shook hands in brooklyn
cross that bridge tuck ya goods in
n-gg-s get shot, stabbed up & get bucked (yeah!)
you broke b-tches aint got a dollar, go get f-cked
for your rent money, too much mileage is no good
i mean i f-cked around, but you f-cked the whole hood
you b-tches still boostin’ running round wit’ credit kim like cleo about to set it off, and let it off (blaww!!)

[chorus]x2
aint no shook hands in brooklyn
cross that bridge tuck your goods in
n-gg-s get shot, locked down wear i’m from,
stick ups turn to shoot outs n-gg-s you better run

(verse 4)

order marble for all you broads
richy, rich-mccaully caulk (kim)
b-tches i pay the cost , whole life i took care of my dogs until the indictment everbody aint stand tall, thats when the bullsh-t start and the team fell apart and you find out the b-tches is the one’s with the heart ho -ss n-gg-s scared of a punk -ss bid, still wind up gettin pocked thats what ya punk -ss get snitch!

[chorus]

aint no shook hands in brooklyn cross that bridge tuck ya goods in
gangsta in my skirt straight eight in my purse all you b-tches get murcked and peace lay in the dirt, all you clowns lay around the way wit dem hope you aint around when them rounds get sprayed at them (blaww!) k-i-m its the way i am the way i play you ho’s weren’t bread this way bk! bk

(chorus)x2
aint no shook hands in brooklyn
croos that bridge tuck your goods in
n-gg-s get shot locked down wear im from stick ups turn to shoot outs n-gg-s you better run!

run! run! run!————{fin}

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