through to safety where they see that maybe We?ll shake this town Wake me when we?ve got only These streets, these nights, these stories playing out Yeah we can shake this town
right now, rock-rock-right now) {Real kings man!!!} (*Right! Right!*) {Aiyyo Jigga!!!} (*R-r-right now!!!*) HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!! (I wanna rock right
noon we ride From coast to coast, niggas mash on every stage coach My disciples with rifles lethal in whole posts The off-the-rocker roller coaster On
this [X + Shaka Loc] Beware of this, Shaka Loc and Nefarious we terrorists [X-Raided] Fake killas be hesitatin' [Shaka Loc] And we's aware of this [Shaka
ya bitch and take ya doe Shake ya Crys and take it whoa Layin down the whole dance floor (Break yourself right now) Open bar free drinks this way Walkin
, this nigga said he's ready, man Yo, kid you're sure you wanna be down with this, right? Yeah, I'm sure, I'm ready Aight, know what you're in for, right
there's more than one way that they can eat a reeses Can I repeat this, man, you niggas need to see this S.T.L. is where we stay, in the middle, no coast
gettin' money Basin' A-T-L, we got tapes for sale And if you real G'z, we got CD's House hip hop, booty shake, west coast We the kinda niggaz make ya
be, I stay in the drop My hood, yo' hood, I'll lock any block East to West Coast, Chi-Town, baby I come through, it's my town, baby A.T.L., I yell, "
') Up top they (bump and grindin') Downtown they (bump and grindin') In the Hill, we (bump and grindin') That's right (bump and grindin') That's right
me they was gonna switch it up on me First they was laughin at me But now every time they turn on the radio What they hear KKKK Mac Yeah that's right
Intro (Fat Pat) Love it man Love it man Love it man (Trae) Yeah this the remix Chorus (Fat Pat) Swang and I swang and I swang to the left Pop-pop my
the way back from the 213, 310, Cross to the 313, 404, back to the 718 Brooklyn. This Chef Boy is all I got the homie be flamin'in the spot And this
all this here You heard me, blood is thicker than all this Blood is thicker than all this, blood is thicker than all this I'll be whatever you call this
no time for a rum and lime I wanna get my right foot down Shake some dust off of this old bus I gotta get her out of town Spend the day upon the motorway
H-Town, the south takin' over, Playin' poker, like when they mixed weed with a cup of baking soda, Breakin' boulders, Shake your shoulders, Make you haters know this
shake Shake it, shake it baby, shake it, shake it baby Shake it, shake it mama Shake it Cali, shake it, shake it baby Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake