I Ain't Fucking Around - Mr. Shadow

I split the blunt down the middle, throw away the brown shit

Replace it with mean green, roll it up and take a hit

And you bitch-made fools

Homey, there’s no excuse

So stay down, so stay one

You learn from your roots

From the steel toe boots

Hush Puppies and Chuck Taylors

Smugglin’pounds of shit across the border, can’t nobody tell us A damn thang, we bang, slang and clang

Huh

It ain’t true that we’re all in the same gang (Aw hell naw)

Hey, hey

Who got the yay

Who got the weed

Who got the shit that’ll make your motherfuckin’brain bleed?

Me Nino B, maniac and tricky

Got some bomb weed, now the situation sticky

Hit me on the cellphone

I’m out grindin'

Lettin’the chain swing in the wind when I’m grimin'

You’re runnin’out of time

Fuck

Nickles and dimes

It’s P’s and K’s when we come across the borderline

Bring it on

I heard a rumor going 'round

Bring it on It’s the Mr. Shadow, Nino Brown

Bring it on We cock back when we strap

Bring it on Stick 'em with them gangstafied raps

Bring it on

I heard a rumor going 'round

Bring it on It’s the Mr. Shadow, Nino Brown

Bring it on We drop the bomba, que onda?

Bring it on Sick 'em like some Pit’s, fool, we sick, huh!

Bring it on Lil’bitches start to hatin'

From the S.D.

to the big Los, the great collaboration

Anticipation

Throughout the great brown nation

Lurkin’in the shadows, it’s the Mr., motherfucker

Bring it on We stack fast bucks and mack ducks

Step on wack ducks with blue chucks and nunchucks

Bring it on Criminals slash rap subliminal

ASCAP, booty ass crack, sorry sap

Bring it on See this my motherfuckin’hale

Mr. Bri-down, creepin’through the fog with my dog

Bring it on Mr. Shadow be my perro

Bout to blow this muh’fucker up, pucker up Bring it on And duck quick

No shit, we be the shit

Dedicated to them haters in the calle

Bring it on Step back

Shut ya trap

I heard your shit

Threw that muh’fucker out the window

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You can catch me and Nino

Walkin’in casinos

Drinkin’expensive wine and spendin’stacks of C-notes

You see, hoe?

That’s how we pimp playas do Takin’over the game, everyday, actin’a fool

We make news with the shit that we do Crack you and your boys with a 4"by 2″

You motherfuckers, what?

We on top of the list

Don’t get mad

If you can’t handle it, then hoe

Call your dad (Daddy)

Bring it on Don’t get it twisted

I know you listed

Mas chingones matones

We pay a visit

Bring it on Catch your ass in a deep sleep

When we creep and we crawl, gang-bangin', then we ball (Homie)

Bring it on Infiltrate the game, fuck the fame

Nino rearrange your whole mente, sippin’Presidente

Respecto, respect the flow

N-I-N-O

Mr. Shadow

Bring it on, you muh’fucker (What)

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