Robert "Shim" Kirkland - People's Court lyrics

[Intro] Jigga VOL. 2 b*atch..Yeah f** Judge Wapner It's Jigga Ya heard? Y'all n***as in violation of Playa-Hatin Code Section 1001 [Verse 1] Yo, I gives a f** if you traumed up Dom Perrignon'ed up n***as from where want what? One slip'll get your cherry bombed up I got heavy arm And my n***as Homicide and Deadly Calm in the cut B, test your dumb blonde luck f** with the wrong one Shawn Gun, harm one, two f** y'all wan' do? ba*tards, n***as know I blast quick As if y'all had to ask - sh** Get your a** twist It's the rap's El Niño, get your brain splitted And I don't like p**y well enough to hang with it You ain't with it, same sh**, they Can't f** with the languaddage Soon as the slang's spitted If you came you get it Plain as a game with them thangs with it On co-sign and the whole nine Leave you where I find yo a** - lost with no sign You're so wrong I'm the last n***a to roll on Got a vest on, went to Folsom When you guess wrong I'ma press one Muthaf**a [Hook] f** the judge, f** the jury When you're warin with me It's People's Court, we hold court in the street I gives a f** about the D.A When you see Jay Better crawl for your heat It's People's Court, we hold court in the street Ya heard me? f** the judge, f** the jury When you're warin with me It's People's Court, we hold court in the street I gives a sh** about the plaintiff n***a, dangerous, watch your language with me It's People's Court, we hold court in the street [Verse 2] I give a sh** if it's small claims like stealing your b**h Or if it's Supreme Court like stealing your bricks Look, my guns is all-range, more pain Indifferent to whether you're big money or small change When I co*k it - ball game My pistals never miss-trial, here's the determent With no chance of parole bullets coming concurrent I'm like "Why, n***a, try Jigga?" You must remember It's like being on trial for your life with a public defender Let the jury fill the seats up and start the court calendar off With docket number 9mm All rise... The Honourable Jay-Z presides Instead of a mallet I hold a tool All objections over-ruled Save your opening arguments, hope you understanding Two guns, right over left, that's how I cross-examine Like Tom Cruise, popping with the Top Gun you lose Jigga's no lie, and y'all can't handle the truth [Hook] [Verse 3] No flow's sicker, no cell can hold Jigga Since I dropped 'Reasonable Doubt' no coke can convict us No contest in a rhyme fest, I'm best Under oath raise my right hand, and I spit it - honest Know your facts for real 'fore y'all decide to act ill When you blow trial ain't no coming back on the pill It's Murder One, bail set at a half a mill It's Murder One, for you backwards motherf**ers: red-rum Commit hate crimes, fake rhymes I hold in contempt You get state time for faking like you greater than him So cop a plea to lessen charges, pay your fine at the Desk Sergeant Say you're sorry, then - take your property I be sho' defended, flow splendid, no co-defendant While you n***as hold trial with no motions in it Three time felon, third album, locking it down for the term Of 'Lifetime', Vol. 2, n***a, court is adjourned [Hook]