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King Just - Shaolin Soldiers lyrics
[Intro] That's all we got, we gonna need Choose, you ready Yeah, let's do this shit Yeah, yeah, yo who be that? Yo that's the God? Yeah, word up, niggas gotta learn to fuckin answer me dude I want 'em all, fuck that Shaolin, Shao!!! [King Just] What, what, my Gods is raced up The thought that I throw is like a blow to your gut Word up, what the fuck, the God creates drama Two-Six horror, terrorize the nigga mama I smell marce in the air, yeah Where, all my Gods standin right here In the rear, tryin to sneak me from behind Shaolin, rush 'em, nah nah he's mines Die Earth scum, die, die It's just like a needle goin straight to my eye Oh why, does it have to be this way I don't know, but I flip the shit everyday So come on, where you at, where you at Pass me my gat, I'ma kill a cat, if they ever fuck wit the rats And that be the shit in my life The God ain't trife, yikes, yikes Fool strikes, kung fu, killa comin through Ooh, that be that nigga from the Zoo But yet ya wanna ask me, how I slam a jam It's simple, all I do is gram on a gram in a cracker Hit ya like a linebacker, I'mma gat ya When I get ya, I'mma blast ya Blaow, like Kool Moe Dee, how ya like me know When my style is ill, raow raow [Chorus 6X] Shaolin Soldiers! (Hey!) [King Just] Enough is enough, wit this corn ball stuff About who can get rough and tough, or who can get snuffed Please, if you came to battle, then rap Cuz your name ain't Scarface, and you don't own no gat You ain't hurtin nothin, ain't no future in frontin You probably ain't even sayin nuthin Yo you're bluffin, puttin like your styles is phat But your r |
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