kool keith - 27 shots lyrics
[kool keith]
they try to say california is plastic
i think new york got the most plastic n-gg-z too
f-ck all you n-gg-z comin out to the soul train awards
with them pop -ss headsets – around your ears like britney spears
that’s some old bobby brown and new edition sh-t
that’s some old real michael jackson sh-t
i’m comin with crazy vic
let me hear you tryin to copy my sh-t
f-ck the impact eventually
cause there’s a lot of corny n-gg-z performin out there
fat stomachs, make-up and eye glare
what the f-ck do i care?
n-gg-z with they -ss out
groupies in cheap motels tryin to f-ck and crash out
motherf-ckers ain’t networkin
strippers checkin in – motherf-ckers on motorcycles
pickup trucks with license plates on ’em
bringin mad sh-t from down south
big after-parties i’ma turn my phone off
i don’t wanna shake hands, meet no-f-ckin-body, arrogant b-st-rd
no commercial sh-t, break your neck, suck my d-ck in the world
f-ck the critics everything i make is a hit
f-ck you applehead motherf-ckers tryin to make some old
carribean mixed with that trinity keyboard sh-t
hip-hop sh-t, that’s some old broadway musical sh-t
i don’t even listen to that cartoon sh-t
tell your a&r and his wife to get out my f-ckin life
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shut up; listen to my sh-t cause yo’ c-ssette single is gay
writin that bullsh-t i hear on the radio by these h-m- n-gg-z everyday
b-tter soft sissy sh-t
i got the real tell it like it is p-ssy sh-t
yo’ sh-t is some fake–ss gorilla code sh-t
white suits mansion yachts scared–ss n-gg-
doin videos buyin models on some boat sh-t
i tell you straight g i can’t f-ck with it
girls still messin with you; your sh-t is wack
any b-tch in they right mind shouldn’t have s-x wit you
rusty n-gg- that don’t use soap
i f-ck around, and p-ss all over your leather f-ggot–ss trenchcoat
don’t ever act hardcore
youse a suburban n-gg-, you get serviced n-gg-
you never even been in a f-ckin street fight
look at your old photo alb-m pictures – youse a bunch of hype
kiss my -ss, n-body picked up the f-ckin mic
untalented b-tch like you some wild -ss
inner-city kid from the projects – who’s next?
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then i really disrespect all production out there
that bullsh-t n-gg-z programmin, f-ck johnny hammond
sonny st-tch, that sh-t ain’t gettin you rich
just a packed crowd, low b-tches, a bunch of f-ckin d-cks
i’d rather see some -ss, a nice club with a fat -ss
and all you motherf-ckers actin like you jamaican
american to the core, copyin that sh-t on tour
y’all n-gg-z be against speakers with your ears sore
stank -ss boots with no socks on, f-ckin up the dancefloor
since when you ate codfish and meat patties?
i got cousins with jheri curls in caddies
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