SHXD GOT WICKED Lyrics

N.P.N shit

N.P.N, bitch

A, long live the real, man

Long live shoota

Gang, gang, gang, gang

Look, we come from the bottom

Right out them trenches, where shit could get wicked

Come dance with the reaper, glee with a switch and this 50 a keeper

Stuck on this money, I keep me some ether

Ice on my body, come right out the freezer

Run down on your clique, I stop time like a meter

Trippin' and baillin', niggas gon' tell it

Nah, they ain't cut, we send shots at your melon

Step with some demons, ain't thinking bout heaven

Run with some killers, some dealers, some felons

Watch for the cross, we don't hoop, gotta nail em

Pancake niggas, won't buy what they sellin

Stay switchin' shit up, they know me

We gon' slide get shit off, I'm Ginobili

Making plays hit a lick Prolly owe me, I ain't with all that rah, gotta show me

M.O.B., most these bitches be phony

We gon' trap, got me stackin' that change up

A long way from the ave, I done came up

We outside on the spot, niggas laid up

On the pole where it's cold, blizzards

Turn this half to a whole, wizards

Niggas bitch, pussy, whiskers

Run it up, beat the block, blisters

We gon' shine in the spot, you can't miss us

Love is hate, hate to love, what's the difference, they

Pick and choose bitches too, I ain't trippin

Off the ave, all I chase is a Ticket

Shit my battle with time, ain't no slippin

Gift or curse got me numb ain't no feelin we gon' take it too far, fuckin' yo feelings

Come and dance with the stars, we gorillas

They say when it rains, it pours

Stuck in that rain, they gon' feel this pain

This shit in my veins, my pores

It's real in the field, fuck how they feel

Run up that check and hit Forbes

Too real, we rare, ain't shit to compare

Shit, done got wicked, it's cold

You know It hit different, they fold

They say when it rains, it pours

Stuck in that rain, they gon' feel this pain

This shit in my veins, my pores

It's real in the field, fuck how they feel

Run up that check and hit Forbes

Too real, we rare, ain't shit to compare

Shit, done got wicked, it's cold

You know It hit different, they clones

Hoes stop and they stare, ain't shit to compare

Shit gon' hit different, you trippin

We rare, I know ain't no missin', I shine like a flare

Niggas be jap, but we never cared

Fuck that back and forth, niggas be queers

Beefin bout hoes, swear these niggas weird

Harboring a rat, how they say they real

Heard the game cold, till I felt the chill

Penny for your thoughts, need a couple mil

Snakes in the grass, nothin' left to build

Paranoid I'm tripping, vice with it gripping, black ice you slipping know the game wicked we ain't tryna kick it we was

Cut different, pop out the cut from the arc like I'm pippen

Slammin' that move in the paint like I'm griffin

Know the real niggas don't talk, we just listen

Don't ask me, no lies, won't tell you no truth

It's real in the field, guess they need proof

Plus I got receipts, we gon' ball too

Pipe a bitch down, Stella got her groove

Pop a top, it's missin', screws

Road runner' for cheese, blues

Niggas beauferts, goofies, fu

Get put in that blender, they food

They say when it rains, it pours

Stuck in that rain, they gon' feel this pain

This shit in my veins, my pores it's real in the field fuck how they feel

Run up that check and hit Forbes

Too real, we rare, ain't shit to compare

Shit that got wicked, it's cold

You know It hit different, they fold

They say when it rains, it pours

Stuck in that rain, they gon' feel this pain

This shit in my veins, my pores

It's real in the field, fuck how they feel

Run up that check and hit Forbes

Too real, we rare, ain't shit to compare

Shit done got wicked, it's cold

You know It hit different, they clones

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