Shit Like This lyrics

Artist  : Nature 
Song : Shit Like This



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Niggas coming sideways, not
me

Some are sloppy

My style sharper
than a three-piece suit

Plus a tie, and
deper than the look,

In a thugs eyes

Why do slugs fly? 

Ask ya’self that

Why does uncle sam got us held back? 

My
niggas sell crack, to survive

Thun it
ain’t what you wear,

It’s what you
drive

Them crackers in the bank don’t
give a fuck if you live

No offense, but
y’all just gotta know

That it’s
tense

I’m energized, everytime that I
rhyme,

I go the length

From point a
to point z

I guess you slept,

I guess
you’ll never realize how hot my joints be

So turn it up,

I found a new way to earn
a buck

Rappin’ for the people

Hustla’s and murderers

Doctors and
lawyers

Cops and tom sawyr type niggas

Ball playas earning nice figures

Everybody, play my shit loud at every party

Bitches get dicked down

Now they praying
that they pregnant by me,

On purpose, I be
the nigga that you worship

Staying in ya
tape deck

Spraying ya favorite verses

Again and again

Peep my adrenaline

Thugged the fuck out

At the same time

A perfect gentleman

(chorus)

You
ain’t never heard no shit like this(6x)



Now who else could take a beat like
this and twist it

Speak wisdom, and sound
clear on a cheap system

It gotta be me, you
know my policy I keep you on ya toes

Like
high heel shoes for real though

Irritating
like when ya beard grow

Try to trim it, the
hottest nigga in the rap game

Without a
gimmick

Keep my hat on matching my wears

Bitches ask me for loot

Only after my
deal

It’s all real

I’m critically
acclaimed

My shit bang

From here to
quebec

Niggas show me either fear or
respect

You could dance

Put ya ear to
the deck

Either or, you could do it at
work,

Try to teach ya boss,

Messin
wit fate

Y’all fake niggas

Stay
stressin’ my tape

Think y’all ready for
hits

Step up next to the plate

Wit ya
low percentage

Low value, no value

Ya
shits slow mo

Mine is thrown at you, homo

I don’t make the rules

Nigga I just
break’em

Rap for the fouls

Lay my
jewels out for the takin’

Pick’em up

Listen well

Critics predicted

Since
the firm that my shit a sell

Straight doing
it

Can y’all picture me not movin’em

I know you’ll love it so much

You’ll
cop two of them!