Shaunta - Introducing Shaunta lyrics

[Montell] Dis here's a Mo Swang production So check it out as we rip it up The way only we know how to do baby Straight up, for your neighborhood In South Central, yeah To my n***as in Compton, yeah What up, off in Inglewood And to my brothas in Watts, yeah Where you at in Jordan Downs? yeah And to the ghettos everywhere, uh, yeah We're gonna do it to ya And it go a little somethin' like dis Check it out I'm bouts to get buck-wicked, buck-wild on ya right here Wild style R and B, Hip-Hop And all that other gangsta sh** So check it out as I rizip it up for ya I made somethin for the radio and Somethin' 4 Da Honeyz Somethin for my neighborhood that made a little money Now Monty is my name, and you know I gets to it Because I'm kinda fluid, so the Simmons to the Stewart Now Stewart got the cash, I went and got equipment I made some funky sh** that you n***as can't get wit "Now Monty, why'd you do it? You're an R and B singer" For real, stop, a real style is what I had to bring-uh I'm not a gang banger and I don't buck buck If n***as get to shootin', I'm the n***a that duck I don't smoke indo, that's all because I'm more than happy wit my contact buzz Now this is how we do it, that's why I say I did it my way So just check it as I wreck it And ya know that I'm bound I'm comin' straight, (strigity-)straight from the underground Yeah And I'm straight rippin' this sh** But check it I'm introducin' my mothaf**a Her name is Shaunta So check it out as she rips sh** Yo, girl Where you at love? [Shaunta] What I flex is that sh** that you wanna hear next is The way I get busy, then I bring erections And BOOM wit no car crash BANG wit yo' a** fast like Miss Flash Sufferin' s**a-tash I got you n***as fo' yo' cash flow And yes, I'm bashtro, UH! But don't make an a**... Of your crew And what that b**h gonna do? Monty enslave that n***a, then I take the otha two & smotha you Not to your gravy, but to your ? When I was young, I couldn't drive a BM ? You n***as crave me You must be crazy The last ho who jumped wrong got a clip, feelin' dazy You can't fade me, it's the dash On to get paid and round up any competition, stomp her For all you ?rambling flexity rip? Check it out Monty grips 'Cause me and Montell wrecks sh** Yeah [Montell] Yo, yo, yo, this goin' out to all my n***as out there Wa**up P-Double? Yeah, straight up to No Mercy Percy The n***a that give me the righteous fades in South Central To all my n***as on Crenshaw, straight off in the hood Everywhere in the United States and overseas Japan and all that bullsh** Wherever, this mothaf**a's goin' down This one's for you baby (DJ West) [Shaunta] Yeah, n***a Did you guys record that? (Outro-lude) Montell, you big s**y You go You dressed like Big Bird though Look like one of them old construction workers But the boy can sing though Good thing he can sing!