Godfather of Harlem - Shit Don't Feel Right lyrics

[Intro] H-Money [Chorus: Buddy] sh*t don't feel right, the sh*t don't feel right The sh*t don't feel right, sh*t don't feel right sh*t don't feel right, the sh*t don't feel right The sh*t don't feel right, sh*t don't feel right [Refrain: Buddy] Coming, coming for you Motherfu*ker, good luck (Yeah, oh-oh) Watch when I pull up (Pull up, pull up) Motherfu*ker, good luck (Yeah, oh-oh) [Verse: Buddy] You don't wanna mess with Bumpy Johnson, you don't wanna fu*k around in Harlem ni**a, you must be crazy, you crazy, you crazy, uh Shut the fu*k up, you all talk, ni**a, we just mob bosses Don't you know we crazy, we crazy, we crazy? Uh We finna bust it wide open, so I suggest you lay low 'Cause this sh*t might get crazy, get crazy, get crazy, uh I'm 'bout to crush all my opponents, soon as I catch you all alone ni**a, I bet you dying slow, you crazy, you crazy [Refrain: Buddy] Coming, coming for you Motherfu*ker, good luck Watch when I pull up Motherfu*ker, good luck [Chorus: Buddy] sh*t don't feel right, the sh*t don't feel right The sh*t don't feel right, sh*t don't feel right sh*t don't feel right, the sh*t don't feel right The sh*t don't feel right, sh*t don't feel right [Refrain: Buddy] Coming, coming for you Motherfu*kеr, good luck (Yeah, oh-oh) Watch when I pull up (Pull up, pull up) Motherfu*kеr, good luck (Yeah, oh-oh)