Mr. Shadow - Real Ganstas Don't Brag lyrics

It be the Shadow standing right beside you About to strike you, run but I'ma find you Ain't no place to hide motherf**ker right behind you Highly elevated off the canibus Can you handle this attack from this f**king vandalist Assa**ination on the nation Universal warfare, global termination Destination, to the top without stopping It's still San Diego, Southern Cali till I'm in a coffin Amici Park'n to the d**h, fool remember me It's Mr. Shadow, Beyond Entertainment family Gravity always floating, gangster strolling Pistol holding, dishonest b**hes claiming that they know me I'm only twenty with plenty to spend, now get the picture I got a twenty three glock with hollow shots that'll get ya A forty caliber causing major disaster Never bring a snitch to my hood or I'ma blast them Bring them to the shadows of pain, severe trauma I'ma, trigger happy motherf**ker 'cause I wanna I love drama, so f**k whatever you feel I roll with twenty motherf**kers that are ready to k** You guppy (Chorus x2) A lot of motherf**kers pretent to be G's But they're b**hes and they got worldwide enemies Real gangstas don't brag, we stack chips Make hits and pull licks, smoke sticks and fight pits I declare war, put your white flags away b**h made hoes get abused everyday 380 back up coming at you Full moon shining, you know I'm gonna blast you I'm creeping, seeking for a problem to cause Always higher than the motherf**ker breaking the law Homey f**k what you're going through I bang with nothing but fools with penitentary backrounds and tattooes I use higher amounts of marijuana everyday Give me a bong and bottle, I love that bombay Crime pays on this motherf**king planet Scitsofrantic, quick to let you sons of b**hes have it I bring static like an army, you couldn't harm me You motherf**kers gotta k** me to disarm me Watch me invade these sons of hoodrats with a snub nose Dump on these a**holes, violating them punk hoes Skunk cloats fumigating rookies like roaches Got Sombra posted up incase a rival approaches I hold this title till my last day comes And even after d**h I'll take a breath through my son punk (Chorus x2)