Psycho Drama - Been Done Some sh** lyrics

Verse 1 *(Psyde)* Been an done some sh** Been an done some sh** quick An Psyde gonna ride fo tha bloody money b**h Why Psyde wanna pull it why? So I grab Young Buk an them guys for real nik Here goes the real deal Cuz if I ride I'm a die fo y'all I'm a drop on the sh**s clip Ain't nuthin but max hits So when we ride It's S-U-A-V-E to the last tip I done did some sh** That's why I gots to keep my a** outta this Because I'm a nervous hit I'm trapped in a padded roof But did get to weap an theres no loot for it An I gotta buy some b**h Knew that's disasterous Oh it's like the a** An that's after It's laughter an havok tricks Respectfully n***as pull it, an we sick Big ball an Psy Wit Psyde I got All I see is penitenteries See all these demons big as pistols Magnums I'm so dispareless Get down fo yo ground Juss give me Young Buk an my raps n***a may slap me My pockets gettin leathal an I Gotta feed my kids Wacky n***as fo my peoples I know what the f** it did My n***as know what's up wit yo false Where the f** that fall? Young a** n***a puttin in work What the f** you thought Chorus *(Psycho Drama)* I'd a I'd a Been a Been a done some sh** Been a bust that b**h n***a f** that sh** Light a fuse to the b**h Exclude the b**h n***a shoot that b**h Let a mutha f**a do some sh**, been a done some sh** Been a bust that b**h n***a f** that sh** Light a fuse to the b**h Exclude the b**h n***a shoot that b**h Let a mutha f**a do some sh** Verse 2 *(Buk)* I'd a been an done some sh** Cuz it's so many questions I ain't got answers fo Maybe it's some sh** I don't really need to know So I juss chill An keep my mind stuck on my own f**in business But these n***as here They be all in my physics Tryin to count my figgaz Like what I done made An who I done laid What I done spoke How many rocks, an how many blows Lord knows It don't stop What if I popped yo knot an locked yo spot Must have forgot Who dropped yo boys off at that vacant lot Yeah that's what I thought Brought it on yoself, an pleed An ain't gonna help nuthin Shoulda let me let it slide When I tried to let this sh** slide But I guess you said forget it So I came to yo set an wet it Wit Buk an Psyde gettin Buk on the side Me screamin S-U-A-V-E Don't f**in play wit me You'll fate'll be known To the chrome Leave me lone I'm goin through hard times An on the come up You can keep them opinions to yo self Because I'm shorty I don't give no f** I'm Straight mutha f**a Buk Now n***a what?? Huh sh**tt Chorus Verse 3 *(Young Buk)* Let a mutha f**a do some sh** A young n***a do some sh** sh** can get fatal an hard like anvils You know the man real An on the stand still n***as get popped like can't feel Then it's a damn thrill To be Psycho Dramatical Too much to han-deal But it be certian mutha f**az that down me Actin like they wanna get a man k**ed Y'all don't wanna f** around now do y'all? I don't give a f** about who call theyself Been in sh** I been a hurt you like a U-Haul Full 'o n***as wit blue ballz An b**h Leap at it Idiotic a** tendacy To be doin some sh** When a mutha f**a cross me like a crucifix Lucifer gonna loosen it That mean Would you do that sh** An come back Even more confusin b**h If I come back before that sh** That's concrete wit yo shoes in it An abusin fists Gonna be distributed Fo you hoes who calculated An miscomputed I'm in the booth gettin booted n***a got 18 Mutha f** you seconds Before who's a** die? Shovin 2 mutha f**in slugs into his sh** Juss to blow his high Enterin angel spells Born in anotha thang You see the vein When the pain repell it An the brain reveals Mouth mad like southern caine An pain to k** Chorus