100 Sheisty`s lyrics

Artist  : Mase 
Song : 100 Sheisty`s



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[Sugar J]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
Check me
out, yo
This is J 'Sug', yo
I know you been
around the world, man
I don't fuck wit' the
sheisty niggas
I don't fuck wit' the sheisty
hoes
I done did it all,
nigga

[Loon]
Yo, what would make a
scared man pull a trigga'?
The same thing that
make a scared man act bigga'
The same thing
that make me grab my tec and empty
quicker
Adrenaline rush, on the hush
You
will die fuckin' wit' us
Vacant lot is my home
and In my team I trust
So don't talk about them
things if yo' things don't bust
I knew a guy
like you, his name was Filipe
Had me on 3-way
with the D.A.
Tryin' to find out where we
stay
So on my 24th b-day I'm locked up in
V.A.
He don't know my guns turn commotion to
slow motion
Then from slow motion to no
motion
Run up in the place he hip
hoppin'
Spit shots in, clip droppin', if I get
caught, get Cochran
And give Pedro my pesos so
he don't snitch while I lay low
For 'bout a
week or two
Come back like peek-a-boo, you see
me, I see you
And if you talk, you be in
ICU

[Cardan]
Yo, yo, this Cardan
I
know you know a hundred brotha's that
sheisty
Like I know a hundred brotha's that's
real
But I think it's time you know how we
chill

[Meeno]
1 - I have been a hundred
places and nothin' excites me
Hit a hundred
hoe's and none of them wifey
For every
thousand that love me
A hundred don't like
me
So how you wit' a hundred cats and none of
the sheisty?

[Drag-On]
We the niggas
wit' the homicides
And got niggas the most
traumatized
And how they actually sat there
and watched they mama die
But don't worry
about it, you second
Just had to get her
first
Cuz she was the one that gave
birth
And we can't have no more dirt in the
earth
I hate to be the last nigga to turn off
your lights
Without usin' a switch, and throw
you in a ditch
Ya body don't fit, cuz niggas
could still see ya kicks
So do you really
wanna take that risk?
So unball ya fists cuz
I'm always a step ahead of ya'll
You ball ya
fists, I cock back
You take a swing and you
got that
And that's what they gon' mop
at
This gun is from a foreign land
I don't
know why it got it in my hand
And I'm gonna
get off every penny
I don't care if its
automatic or semi
If I payed 300 flat, that
means I'mma send a hundred cats back
If 300
attack, but it don't hafta be an exact
I'm
gonna get the gatts and get 'em all in one house,
and run out
And sprinkle some on the grass, and
spit on it
And come back to a pile of
ash

Repeat 1

[Meeno]
Yo, yo, yo,
a hundred sheisty, a hundred and quicker
We
strap up inside the 18-wheeler
A drug dealer
with cold cash, but so as
To get his stash
would be no task with no mess
Love to get you
hot and blast, than fast
My infared beam is on
yo' ass, my team is on yo' ass
Plot and
schemin' on yo' ass
That bitch you came wit'
stay screamin' on her ass
Put three on her ass
cuz nigga, we love the cash
Harlem World niggas
got G's in the stash
No questions asked, time
will tell, Heaven or hell
You don't wanna be
the nigga who be catchin' the shell
Meeno, and
then I be, be the team to prevail
So when you
pray, tell Jesus how you wanna be
helped
MuthaFucka!!!!

Rock-a-bye baby
[repeated til end]

Repeat 1 until fade