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Never Shit Where You Eat - текст песни

Never Shit Where You Eat

Make money, money, make money, money, money

Take money, money, take money, money, money

[chorus: popa chief]

Never shit where you eat, never admit defeat

We never got beaten, and if we have to we cheat

Only t'ing about me is sweet, be the carrot cake i eat

Don't trust everyone you meet

Scan for leaks, all the squeeks, exclude the meak

Shout your wisdom from the highest mountain peak

Keep in mind crooked politicians get impeached

Even the littlest shorties be packin heat

[hook 2x]


Girl you're big now, tradin your fist for the biscuit

Shit this, difficult, we sent to have you dyslex'

Mission to stick shift, endin of the nonsense

Cee-lo trip six, head crack come to them dipsticks

Shit this, fix got him stripped to statistics

Head crack in the tidbits, from ballystics

Son ain't hissin, like dumb bat, listen and snitched on nixon

To get his richest, bitches, my definiton

Attempts for the movement, ends up with the switches

Stick politics for their drinks, in the midst of a sentence

Drain pisses, slickness, got 'em all pinned by tradition

[hook 4x]

[dungeon masta]

Yo.. blaze us!

Niggas wanna test me, but see me not

Bust my glock, thugged out, bring in the cops

Hittin the block, stackin cheddar, pushin your rock

Drugs and shots, the 10th chamber never be stopped

Eh yo, shorty where my forty? get my cap and twist

After this, session you can have the dick

You long for this, gold tip hard and stiff

Gotta get my life right, just before i spit

Guns with clips, blow you if you ain't legit

Drunk nigga comin through with my pilot lit


[hook 2x]

[popa chief]

Yo, time stands still for no one

I walk rappers with that lyrical perfection

I got more body than doc kevorkian

Ghetto fashion, that motherfucker, no reflection

Mental erection, the end of the pussy is an extension

Know the passin, by the leep, ends the valley

That's your ass, with the postman

Guess who's disgruntled, to the core of the earth by tunnel

Flirted with death, nigga danger for aaron hawk

I pay attention to details, on point like e-mail

Been there and back, quicker than rocket ishmail

Burn heart felt, dead men tell no tales

You can't be trusted like leon left with a keg of fishscale

About that, who you think gon' biggest, biggest sell?

I make what i write, on paper, real

A picture worth a thousand words you can feel

I'm not stuck on crills, or how many pounds you steal

Or how many drug deals it take to keep it ill

Never miss the mill, before i die i'ma touch a bill

Put that on my moms and my seeds, signed and sealed

Shot my mouth on the top of blueberry hills

Went up in the air and ain't came down still

You know the drill.. yeah

[hook 4x]

[chorus - replace "shorties" with "niggaz" on last line]

[hook repeats to fade w/ slight variations]

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