silkk the shocker – i ain’t takin no shorts lyrics
[intro: master p]
told y’all, y’all should of never let no limit in this motherf-cker
’cause once we get in, we be takin’ over sh-t
and we gone off that chop-suy, marinatin
blowin’ swithches to the world (b-tch, f-ck ya)
[verse 1: silkk the shocker]
i’m ’bout the baddest n-gga, no doubt
from west to the south, back to ya house
n-gga in an out quickly, stick ye for ya whole fifty (wha?)
n-gga, i’m on b-tches, qucikly
n-ggas can’t stick me they tries but dies
they’ll f-ck around, i ain’t lyin’, f-ck with me, you out yo’ mind
i’ll slap you with my right hand and i’m still writin’ with it
hands quicker than lightnin’ but f-ck fightin’
bread, ice is why i’m slicin’ cake
you n-ggas need to bow down to the street king (wha?)
from that 3rd ward (caliope, ho)
(where that at?) b-tch, that’s in new orleans
face like a 8th grader, ain’t the bigga n-gga, a wind might blow
but while i’m here, a deaf person won’t f-ck with me if they don’t know (wha?)
man, no limit run this b-tch like a marathon
b-tch, my cl!ck is thick, deeper than a whole southern down baritone
how da f-ck y’all gon’ fade me?
how da f-ck y’all gon’ play me?
thats how we made it, from knockin’ n-ggas out
who try to f-ckin’ play me (boom)
y’all think y’all could but y’all can’t (wha?)
that’s money in the bank, how the f-ck y’all gon’ stop a tank?
[chorus: silkk the shocker]
i ain’t takin’ no shorts (takin’ no shorts)
whether it be in this rap game or the dope game
b-tch, i’m still the man
i ain’t takin’ no shorts (no shorts)
whether it be in this rap game or the dope game
b-tch, i’m still the man
[verse 2: silkk the shocker]
i say hustler, f-ck these busters
who da f-ck gon’ stop me? none of y’all (wha?)
b-tches be in my face, i gets the gun, run all of y’all
’cause y’all some tricks
stop trickin’ these hoes, stop b-tchin’ these hoes
punk -ss n-ggas be havin’ d-cks
y’all need to have cl!cks you punk -ss hoes
i stay posted from sun-down to sun-up
you run up, you get done up
best believe the spot get hot like summer
’cause i be the man, look deep into my eyes
b-tch, y’all get scared by the 6 foot 6 wise guy
mr. like shoot it out with the police (blue, blue)
mr. i gives a f-ck, i gots this d 17, 5 a key
birds, you haven’t heard?
i’m from that 3rd, b-tch, when sh-t get bad (wha?)
i put the dope up my stars on the curb (d-mn)
and start hittin’ fools, in the dice game
i might man, hit ’em all night man
’cause i’m all night long gone off that f-ckin’ night train
no doubts, i’m in the house, outs the back when the police hit (gone)
no doubt they can’t catch me, i’m out this b-tch
[chorus: silkk the shocker]
i ain’t takin’ no shorts (shorts)
whether it be in this rap game or the dope game
b-tch, i’m still the man
i ain’t takin’ no shorts (no shorts)
whether it be in this rap game or the dope game
b-tch, i’m still the man
i ain’t takin’ no shorts (shorts)
whether it be in this rap game or the dope game
b-tch, i’m still the man
[outro: silkk the shocker]
i’m the man, i’m the man
i’m the man (who’s the man?)
i’m the man (who’s the man?)
b-tch, i’m the man
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