Buckshot - Shinin...Next sh** lyrics

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Buckshot - Shinin...Next sh** lyrics

[Tek] Yeah yeah, duck down in the house like this We doin' it like this On the Bob Marley blunted tip you know what I'm sayin' Ha original crook style like this, that ol next sh** [Tek] Blaka! That's my alarm clock a-shot Empty out the clip, of a hooded kids Glock Out on a mission, for the green, wit his team Twistin up buds, puffin on, bloods, I mean Always red eye wit an evil schemin mind Pullin off things wit his partners in crime Not a care in the world, he's seen plenty stiff bodies Runnin up in spots wit the calico and shotties Loungin on his strip wit his Timbs and his meth His right hands man, on his side, to the left Never leave the joint without packin the burner Got the street smarts, either k** or be murdered It's, no relaxin, just taxin Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk, when you black and Supportin habits is gettin too hectic Gotta kick it wit my son about some ol' Next sh** (talking on phone) [Steele] Pressures be buildin in my mind sometimes in ways That have me countin the many reasons why crime pays I think about the hustlin games, should I maintain Or flip and just shift to the fast lane? We gotta mob, but it takes dough to make bread We workin wit cement try to make bricks Time to make a call and get on the ball (Can't front G cuz we won't be ones to take a fall) Heads recognize me, so they might supply me But if they try me, that wouldn't surprise me But I & I keep eyes open, for those who lie scopin Me, hopin, we won't survive, whatever We can do this for worse or for better Me and my Partner N Crime, is going thru this together So, knowin we can't avoid all snakes, we gon' do whatever we gotta do To set this sh** straight [Tek] And that's word to my bredrin Madman Give the left hand, in response, say hello to my Timberland Rack emcees up, and I crack emcees up Pa** the owl, so I can twist these trees up Boot Camp Clik sink entire loose lips Snooze while me and my crew do some Next sh** (talking) [Steele] Big up original crooks from the side of the earth Where you take all your stakes for what it's worth We represent the hearts of the criminilistic Flippish, prepare to draw your biscuit f**ed up before sh**, let's get wit the now Is you down, or is you just gon lamp in the background If so, let me know, cuz I gotta keep a steady flow Step to my biz like so When I show individuals sk**s on the battle field Any man fi test, see we out to k** Cuz each and every soldier holds the name of the Camp Blue chip on his show, get trampled Another villain is planned just banned, dead We take the band and wrap around the head of an Original dead boy down wit the Devil Snooze, as me and my crews, move to the next level [Hook: Buckshot] Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk, Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk, yeah Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk, Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk, my n***a Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk, Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk, Stoned Is The Way Of The Way Of The Walk Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk my n***a... Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk in New York sh** is real, so they pack steel Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk my n***a... Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk, Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk, Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk, Walk Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk, Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk, my n***a Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk, Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk, Walk Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk, Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk, my n***a Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk, in New York, sh** is real So Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk...

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