Shake Shit Down (feat. Dat Don-P)

I got the hood popping While your bitch bopping She all up on my dick Calling me big poppa It's like a helicopter once the AK started singing Loud banging swear to God that your ears ringing And niggas they be talking Like they really walking But a wrong step will get you shot So watch out Before I let it sang out South bound Where niggas don't be playing around I'm from the Texas state where bitches tend to lay down I make the hood dance with my gangsta bop And if you really down Let the pistol pop K1d I'm on my way out Kill them niggas with them big mouths Bitch I'm tired of you talking like you really raw I'll beat you down like I'm beating on your daughters walls And if you down put ur fist out middle finger out That boy Don coming down like porno star I'll shake shit down, shoot you down like the Wild Wild West Six shots all around, leave you a piled up mess I tend to flex did you expect any different, who's next You getting popped, two times in the chest one in the head I'm in them fast cars, loaded bullets in the clip Whip equipped with all the shit necessary to hit All I see is money flipped, hustling struggling tricks Shit I'll bust a mothafucka take the money then split In my eyes that's legit, I'm ready to live I spit On the fuckers coming at me with the problems that they get Acting like I give a shit, my killings like diseases gettin ready to transmit they gettin ready to commit Murder in the 1st degree f*ck what you heard a killer and emcee Niggas can't see me as much as they wanna be me I'm the realest nigga out ask around, ain't no biggie but to my knowledge I got the fuckn crown WHAT NOW niggas fall to the ground when I call they name Don't f*ck around, cause niggas behind me is all the same I bring shame to a G after they claim to be the same as me or worse more of a man than me But I see the misery in they eyes try to survive In this harsh life we're in we're all left to die And I'm New Yorks finest that you can't deny Im still alive putting bullets through your thighs I'll shake shit down, shoot you down like the Wild Wild West Six shots all around, leave you a piled up mess I tend to flex did you expect any different, who's next You getting popped, two times in the chest one in the head I'm in them fast cars, loaded bullets in the clip Whip equipped with all the shit necessary to hit All I see is money flipped, hustling struggling tricks Shit I'll bust a mothafucka take the money then split