Party Arty - Shout 'Em Out lyrics

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Party Arty - Shout 'Em Out lyrics

[A.G.] Yeah yeah, the dirty n***as again ... Check me out yo I push the half-dozen light green, can't front The drop 6 is quite mean, don't front Shorty's lookin right in them skin-tight jeans Body sick, want a lick like ice cream (go 'head) You're jigglin baby And my style so ill got the b**hes goin crazy The n***as all hate me (that's why) I keep the triggers off safety, spit about 80 I spit Vernon rock, that's hot lava Clock on my dollar you got nada Overlook my spot, I'll rock harder Try to take what I got, the Glock holla "Tango & Cash," mango 'dro with the hash Red Range Rove' with the stash Cop was caught in plain clothes, that's his a** Cop was caught in plain clothes, that's his a** [Hook] Shout, shout, we get smoked out We got the dirt y'all can't live without C'mon, we're talkin to you C'mon [Party Arty] No choice, I'm on this one (with no voice) I get up in that a** with no moist Laid up, fat n***a style Eat everywhere I go, black n***a style Smack a n***a up with that whack n***a style You can't f** around with my rap n***a style Dick longer than a mile, stronger than a cow Peace to all my n***as from Shaol' to Chi-Town Now now, boys and girls sit down Old folks get up and get down - wit'cho bad self We married to the game and if rap divorce us f** stress - I'mma die from natural causes When you see us 3 in them apple Porsches Don't run up on the car, we ain't asked to floss this Party Arty, boss of all bosses From the Bronx to down South - G.D. whylin out [Hook] [D-Flow] It be the same Flow, look in the ice and see the rainbow Aim low - and hit my target price The God spit it twice, whack rappers die on the spot High off the charts, say another rhyme I'll fly ya knot Get ya stacks up, rappers better call for backup Whippin these cats like they f**ed the pack up Spit acid, the John Wayne of this rap sh** Guns be plastic, puttin sons in caskets Rhyme sick, shoulda heard me the first time dick Watch a crime flick, come outside let the 9 spit Puff Nestle, do hits on jet ski Snipe n***as like Wesley, "Black Mask" like Jet Li Wear a Teflon, my cash n***as is dead on Mr. Dirty Don, tailor-made threads on [Hook] - 2X C'mon [Hook]