Cam'Ron - Shanghai Lyrics
[cam'ron]Shut the ***** up punk!Give me that shit!You feel sorry for who!!Gave you head before i stormed inMutha*****a, any problem yo i want inI'm here to winEvery morninI'm yawninWhile ya'll are boardinThe store and showin that you're fake bringin some corn inMeat, rice, and poultryWe all know how you get your moneyDon't insult meShutupFor me not steppinYou can fault meYeah, i chillBut we are about to split this mutha*****aLike sugarhillSee your manHe thinks he's wiseTell him chillHe ain't the only one with chinky eyesYo, i'm related to himAnd i'll put eight through himWhen i skate though himAnd my co-dI don't think you know is take to himAnd before it's overI'll have this whole *****in store with that smoke aromaAnd yo, your wife keeps twitchinThan we both can bone herReal quick, real sickPull out dickThen nigga go on and riffI'll have this whole *****in clipOn some raw dog shitClose that gateIt's time to negotiateNow your store really could fulfill my needsGot now and later seedsNiggas need dungareesWe in the middle of harlemWhat we need for them ski'sThat's the coverup niggaFor the weed, guns, and keysBut ya'll is gettin live thoughI ain't gonna cry yoI just wanna get paid off, niggaLike five-0[chorus]-2x'sIn america the product is coke and weedIn china, the product is dope and speedThe columbians got the coca leavesBut in harlem, niggas like to plot and scheme[cam'ron]Now your store groseA mil' a weekAnd my niggas on the blockYo, we feel is sweetBut we been livin here foreverCan you feel our beatSo give us halfOr i guarantee babyYou gonna feel the heatAnd i'm a little bit highSave a little and you dieSend a blizzard through your storeIn the middle of julySo if you wanna chatWe can
