U Got Shot lyrics

Artist  : Epmd 
Song : U Got Shot



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featuring 215 8 Off Agallah

"You got shot
cause you knock knock knocked
Who's there?
Another motherfuckin hardrock" > ODB

"Whoa
ho hoh let me like slow up with the flow" >
ODB

"Introducing yo FUCK that nigga's
name!" > ODB

"If you wanna step to my
motherfuckin rep
Chk chk BLAOW BLAOW BLAOW
blown traject'" > ODB

"Gimme my fuckin
shit chk chk BLAOW!" > ODB

"You got shot
cause you knock knock knocked.."

[Parrish
Smith]
On my knees at the mercy of
God
Straight up back up I keeps it hard
You
like to watch but can't touch this nigga
or
catch a charge
Papichulo, with karate chops,
just like judo
Fuckin coolo make you quit rap
and go sing with Menudo
Underground's where we
live and that's where we'll be when you
leave
Overachieve, I'd rather be rockin Apollo
Creed
Time to speak up, faggot niggaz droppin
these weak cuts
We're the b-boys, hows about
some hardcore in the speakers
for the Mic
Dons, ??
??, PMD shinin with my stripes
on
in the saddle, fuck around, get your shit
rattled
No paddles up shit's creek when time
to battle
Same place, same bat time, so fuck a
bat channel
This nigga, object of game, get
your pockets bigger
Biggie, Pac, and Eaze -
one love, them still my fuckin
niggaz

[215]
We don't need no gat, just
cock me fuckin back
and watch me spitfire my
?volerical? fact
It's a sign of a miracle
that, my iron spittin
ain't peelin your cap,
me and the devil had a spiritual chat
Cause
I'm eviler with lyrical rap
than a black cat,
on a black night, and I'm black
in the
moonshinin, I'm sippin Starsky and Hutch
while
my rims blindin, while P rollin the Dutch
Cause
I'm too much for ma's and grandpa's to
solve
Roll the windows to your cars, when out
at large
Who the fuck's in charge? Charles
Laston Sauls
I got his mom suckin my balls
like a fresh pack of Halls
Right hand to
Allah, I'm the roughest of the raw
Nobody's
ever seen what they seen and never saw
when I
jump in my car, they go ooh and ahh
EPMD, 215,
and 8-Off Agallah

[8-Off]
Yo 215, who
the FUCK was them cats up in the car?
One of
them got a gat, the other one wanna
spar
Jumpin out the car, pop a trunk, swingin
crowbars
Stick up my seeds in my fiends for
the G's
People low self-esteem rockin the
gleam, hotter than steam
When I blow off the
top I got this cream like Bill Rothstein
And
when I rob unique excitement is, why you
scream
So put your hands together, get your
mans together
Here's the plan together here's
the gun together let's run together
Soldier
mind crime nigga, bitch-down live
nigga
8-Off's gonna hit em like, five niggaz,
suprise niggaz

[Erick Sermon]
Aiyyo you
hit em like that
I bust em from the back, to
the extreme
Hit em up, make em scream like a
bitch
And switch up, for the mix up, and dig a
ditch up
and bounce, then for luck, I throw a
six up
And hook off like Prince Naseem a
head
Duck yo' head, or go inside
instead
Step to me bourgeoise? Fancy as
Dandy?
You get killed, like you was Jon-Benet
Ramsey
And some of y'all just plain
civilians
Talkin shit, and never even seen a
million
Actin like y'all Sicilians, when y'all
niggaz
with small figures, and chasin gold
diggers
(Motherfuckers) Don't even come up to
me yappin
Or you'll Die Hard with Bruce and
Sam Jackson
Right now, you wanna duel, you
fool
I'm a Dogg 4 Life like my nigga Ja
Rule
Who wanna flex, with the
influential
with mad credentials on
instrumentals we're too essential
The mic and
the beat, now shit's complete
for me to kick
your ass, for talkin trash, punk

"You got
shot cause you knock knock knocked
Who's
there? Another motherfuckin hardrock" ->
ODB

"Whoa-ho-hoh, let me like slow up with
the flow" -> ODB

"Introducing, yo FUCK that
nigga's name!" -> ODB

"If you wanna step to
my motherfuckin rep
Chk-chk, BLAOW BLAOW BLAOW,
blown traject'" -> ODB

"Gimme my fuckin
shit, chk-chk, BLAOW!" -> ODB

"You got
shot cause you knock knock knocked.."