Injury Reserve - OH SHIT!!! lyrics

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Injury Reserve - OH SHIT!!! lyrics

[Hook: Ritchie With a T] Oh sh**! They Said "Man we want some more hits Man this sound like some sh** from '06 What that sound like man that's some cold sh**, cold sh**" I said Oh sh**! Aaaw, so you want some more hits? This ain't sound like some sh** from '06 f** what it sound like man that some cold sh**, cold sh** [Verse 1: Ritchie with a T] I say this ain't jazz rap This that this that spazz Rap This that raised by the internet ain't had no dad rap Yo I'm good don't pa** that Hit me on my snapchat You might have to back back Cause your sh** is mad whack This that eeny meeny miney mo Might need some snap cash Matter fact Hit the liquor store might need some cash back Grab some gum and some water Yeah them chips yeah grab that Watch your son and your daughter Cause them pigs will snatch that Cause they always try to box us in but we won't have that I'm a sleeper, Dennis Rodman, so watch the gla** jack Remember when I had a composition in the backpack Now we k**ing with the composition like the Rat Pack I say this ain't jazz rap This that this that spazz Rap This that raised by the internet ain't had no dad rap Yo I'm good don't pa** that Hit me on my snapchat You might have to back back Cause your sh** is mad whack, wa**up [Hook: Ritchie With a T] Oh sh**! They Said "Man we want some more hits Man this sound like some sh** from '06 What that sound like man that's some cold sh**, cold sh**" I said Oh sh**! Aaaw, so you want some more hits? This ain't sound like some sh** from '06 f** what it sound like man that some cold sh**, cold sh** [Verse 2: Stepa J Groggs] This the type sh** I used to ride with Tegole in his Chevy to '06, back when I supposed to graduate from school Remember momma told me that I need to get my act together 10 years pa**ed the only difference is I'm rapping better Copped my own swishes Shoulder-tapping for them bottles now ????? where my big brother Chuckie used to hold it down Now the sh** is popping Fake homies want to come around And they say I changed They just mad cause I'm stunting now Got you like "Oh sh**!" And this the type of beat that make me drink a whole fifth And this is how we do Word to the old fifth And you know everything we drop That's some cold sh**, cold sh**, yeah This ain't jazz rap This that this that Dad rap This that f** my nine to five I'm leaving Never coming back I'm too good at rap, jack To get caught in rat traps If your sh** is mad whack Homie you can have that, have that [Hook: Ritchie With a T] Oh sh**! They Said "Man we want some more hits Man this sound like some sh** from '06 What that sound like man that's some cold sh**, cold sh**" I said Oh sh**! Aaaw, so you want some more hits? This ain't sound like some sh** from '06 f** what it sound like man that some cold sh**, cold sh** [Outro: Ritchie with a T] On and on and on Play my favorite song Make me dance all night Baby, you do it right Woah