Robert "Shim" Kirkland - Run Yo sh** lyrics

[Noreaga] Eww! What the f** is this? (What is that?) This is outrageous That's some Mario Brothers sh** I come to the studio drunk already That's how I does it That's how I does it n***a (It's nothing!) We got your back Fox f** these bullsh** n***as These bullsh** b**hes (They GI Joe figgas) They don't really want beef, STRAIGHT UP Ugh Fox Brown sh**, CNN sh** That Brooklyn sh**, that Queens sh** Def Jam sh**, mother f**ers Run yo sh** n***as (CNN motherf**er!) Izl nizl shizl Run yo sh** b**hes Izl my nizl Run yo sh** n***as Izl nizl shizl Run yo sh** b**hes Izl my nizl [Noreaga] Yo, yo, yo who the most grimey gangsta n***a in rap And got chicks like "Damn Nore got all that?" It's Star Tec yo, the unholy Your hockey fights with the goalie N-O, its rap's new Masitoly Yo I keep static and my guns is spasmatic I push n***as, watch me just mush these f*ggots If I keep it gangsta, it's gon' make us all ritch And I stay f**ing with Fox cause that's that b**h Old fashion, mob style, flash no loot And I don't even get dressed for a video shoot But I be hoppin' out of Benzes with slippers on Two b**hes, gettin' my Jack Tripper on Yo Jose, gunplay ari clay Capone bought a house like an hour away A yo I done my sh**, I son yo sh** Don't let me pull a gun and just run yo sh** Run yo sh** n***as (CNN motherf**er!) Izl nizl shizl Run yo sh** b**hes (Yeah Brown beotch!) Izl my nizl Run yo sh** n***as Izl nizl shizl Run yo sh** b**hes (Who the fluck want it with us?) Izl my nizl [Foxy Brown] For that money or that light grey My n***as PA with AK from Queens to BK n***a From the Stuy to the pub in the Bridge Who the fluck want what? Put one in their rib I'm solo, n***as take Fox for joke Like I won't spaz out and bring it to folks We want that straight raw, ante up my n***a Snatch ya yae, steal your base like Derek Jeter I don't need to rob n***as I pay n***as that rob n***as to rob n***as Tell me what y'all need Sell it back half price, n***a holla at Fox Young broad go around in them custom drops And it's nothing to grab the nines and spit at ya Bare broke, to roll your stones like Mick Jagger Hot chrome properly to your dome If the beef Run yo sh** n***as Izl nizl shizl (Uh) Run yo sh** b**hes Izl my nizl Run yo sh** n***as Izl nizl shizl Run yo sh** b**hes (Yo Fox what up?) Izl my nizl [Capone] Yo n***as claim they high rollers, cheddar chasin' my federation Dedication to the street, crazy court casing Three strike loser, life facing Chyna white lacing, Marx Man, Bumpy Johnson Capone Of Arc, a loan shark Tinted Z3's, you either in it for the love A thug for the cheese My crew maxin', June Jacksons, free of taxes Baby cream pediatrics Flyest n***a b**hes give it up to the highest bidder Holdin' brigets, the mo' ice the mo' s** I'm Meyer Lansky of the projects, Fox is Charlotte O'Neil Nore's hoes they Star Tek Creep when my squad rest, more or less I'll have your family dressed n***as eulogizing part of your vest I run with gunners and smokers I'm a bad influence to b**hes with kids Have 'em in the hood, gun in their stroller Run yo sh** n***as Izl nizl shizl Run yo sh** b**hes Izl my nizl Run yo sh** n***as Izl nizl shizl Run yo sh** b**hes Izl my nizl Izl nizl shizl (We got your back Fox!) Izl my nizl