Lyrics:
be round lot of henchmen
Moving like im John Gotti, 12 gauge nigga shotty
Hit 'em all in the body, I just caught another body
Lord forgive me I'm
(jumpin')
Dale loca, toma (jumpin')
Another round of shots, this party's jumpin'
Pack it up, pack it in, I came to sin
And if she's with me, you know
with 12 gauges, L.A. Times front pages
Leavin' mingled bodies hangin' on stages
Collapse fools with raps, peeelin' caps with straps
Twistin' off
stars
They know who we are (Where we going?) WESTSIDE
Nigga meet me by the bar
[Bridge: ]
Shake it off shake it off take it off
Break it off
Y-y-y-yeah
Bruh I see, girls everywhere
Titties, ass, hands in the air
It's a party over here
Shake it for the man of the year
Uh ma-man
satan but keep that on the low
Load it up, and we already foe
And they already know
Set the stage turn the page
Grab the gauge shoot it quick
This we
retreat
I doubt you even live here still
But it quickens up the pace of my heartbeat
When I find myself by accident
On 22nd Street
All the years,
York City
It's a special love affair
And there's magic in the air
[Chorus:]
You gotta shake me down
Bring me 'round to my senses
'Til I'm lost
shake it off
You're gonna learn some things you don't wanna learn
When the taste of the fruit leaves a bite and a burn
You're taking your heart
accessories
AK, AR, 12 gauge shotty
Got .44 Magnum and the Uzi from the 90s
.38 and the .9mm in my pant linin'
I might cop a .45 and hold that one behind me
ass and titties (shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it)
Yellow Rolls, white gold, I got on three tones
Chocolate bitch super thick in a camoflauge
In the shadows of the dark night
You need a woman by your side
She help you make it in the cold light
An' keep you warm 'n' satisfied
If you want
They only talk to her, because
She looks like a total prostitute, okay?
I mean, her butt, it's just so big
Uh, I can't believe it's just so round
out, shake it out, shake it out nah, nah
shake it out, shake it out
so, you should know well by now
whoever been round this town
they always like to get
out, shake it out, shake it out nah, nah
shake it out, shake it out
so, you should know well by now
whoever been round this town
they always like to get
Nigga meet me by the bar
Bridge:
Shake it off shake it off take it off
break it off break it off make it soft (4X)
Brrr (we be clubbin') uhh (uhh)
of life in you, & you'd better run too
Knowing it's our last goodbye, it's hard to face you
Don't expect me back for more, I'll just erase you
Shake
get hungry,
Then the streets gon eat,
That's why I keep some heat,
And a couple of rounds,
Nigga call up the homies,
It's about to go down,
Call
Did you ever sit straight up in bed
With somethin' a circlin' round ya head
An ya swat at it as it wizzes by
And it's just one pesky little fly
to leave
It's all too clear
It's plain to see
No use in hanging round
You'll get by somehow
This time I have to leave
But love won't go away
I feel
12, it's a mile run (12)
Act in my pimp cup feel like Don Juan
Never forget where you came from (no!)
Preach to these niggas like Farrakhan (preach)
buy
My homies rolled by in a bucket, but they ain't short and duckin'
Slappin' niggas known for tellin' bitches fuck it in the late night
"Last
and girls for breakfast
You're a titan of the nuclear age
Your muscles flex with a Uzi or 12 gauge
And you love the game, that's why you boast
Because
Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
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