Cupcakke - Shook lyrics

[Intro] These n***as don't want it These n***as don't want it I'm a give em that look [Verse 1] You pick yo hittas from the block I pick my n***as outta jail Them k**ers who splash n***as and got the highest bail One morning they locked up the next day they out they cell Snatch the keys out the police pocket and dare they tell I'm from the block where anything you need is in stock From either rapping in the booth or selling c**aine or rocks Gotta get it one way or another I can't stop I even rob n***as who be on the train selling socks I got dreadhead n***as who thirsty to pull the trigger Take your cheese like a picture to make it a little clearer If you think its sweet we gone smack you until you bitter I push a lot of f**ing bu*tons it make drug dealers sick Cause if I deal the sh**, cut the sh**, then n***a its my sh** You f** with me, and I'm the boss Then n***as just better quit Outside , I'm outside like Bernie Mac who you wit ? Putting money on yo head that's a auction Drag a n***a from Stony Island to Halstead Get out of line you getting flipped like you a dolphin I put you underground without a f**ing coffin I'll bust a n***a eye till its swole I'm a bring that heat when it's cold I blow the Mac-10 thru yo center It'll make you listen like Linda [Chorus] You don't wanna , you don't wanna , you don't wanna get that a** smoked You don't wanna , you don't wanna, you don't wanna get yo life took I ain't even coming ten deep ,and these n***as, these n***as, these n***as be shook I busted 30 shots, do I need to motherf** to let you know that I'm a motherf**in , motherf**in' crook You don't wanna , you don't wanna , you don't wanna you don't wanna get shook You don't wanna, you don't wanna , you don't wanna you don't wanna get shook I ain't even coming ten deep , and these n***as, these n***as, these n***as be shook I busted 30 shots, do I need to motherf** to let you know that I'm a motherf**in , motherf**in' crook [Verse 2] Run yo lips, leave the clip , hop in the whip then I dip Leave no money behind n***a this is not a tip I do what I want and I take what I want Cause n***a I'm paying my taxes Not talking Brad Pitt but I be on my fit I'm a shoot when I hit every action I'm a be ready to blow yo whole squad gotta go I'm a take away them then take away you I'm a be doing subtraction I'ma take away all yo n***as Yeah I'ma be doing subtraction And if they try to make it out the jam I'm a hit they a** with a bracket My hands doing all the action, Yo f** n***a whats cracking? Crack his f**ing skull, leave it fractured Chiraq get packed like noodles, I'm a pit you a motherf**in' poodle I keep bills with me like Rudy military and Call of Duty You only clapping up in that church but I'm clapping b**hes under dirt Put yo n***a face up on a shirt like a p**n b**h I'm gone squirt (Uh) Click- clack -pow n***a that's the sound My bullets like a hoe bet my bullets gone get around His last word "ouch" shots going out Innocent bystanders better take another route Chopper on popper it's a bag, drop it then kidnap them Rugrats That 40 make 40 dem jump back I might go to jail but f** that! [Chorus]