Shyne - Spend Some Cheese Lyrics
[shyne]Geah.. new..My niggaz frontin on pumpin and dumpin, leave em on the curbRidin on twinkies Im (? ? ) gun under my furMa what you prefer?His and hers (? ) and villas, dope dealers and killersWho keep it real-a, chase paper ***** *****es theyll always be thereBurn blocks, bust your guns, rock your minks with flareLive for the moment, ***** atonementExplain to God when you see him(? )lease a bigger day, til your paper reach the ceilingNiggaz, we only live onceAnd I dont know about yall, but shit Im on mineLike don trump, black ted turner, totin burnersOpen dope spots on every blockJumpin in and out of cherry dropsAs the plot thickens, watch glistensFeds trail us, surveil us, tell usNot enough evidence (? ) usTeflon, get knocked, put the bail up and get goneIn the name of brooklyn vietnamAnd all you *****in rappers, for the last timeThe last name aint junior, my name is shyneNow take a paternity test, theres no relationIm the *****in king, nobody stands adjacent[chorus]All I wanna do is get a brand new fifthAnd a few kis, spend some cheeseAll I wanna do is see my homies stay flyUntil we all day, and spend some cheeseAll I wanna do is get this money washedSo I can lay back, and spend some cheeseGet right, live life, spend some cheeseGs ice, gun fights, spend some cheese[shyne]Bandana wrap, under my fitted hatI got mines stacked, nigga where yo ticket at?Floatin countin the two turbos*****es I burned know shyne poe; bad boy - whos *****in with that?I done burnt down new york, ran through d.c.And this rap shit here, aint nothin to meGot my murder game down for realGave lead showers to any coward who sold me flourPoes my power - these rappers frontin like they uncut rawIll be the first to tell ya, they talcum powderActin like I know them, I owe themTil I blow them, and leave they face in they *****in scrotumOne change on the pike, under the moonlightHeadin nowhere fast, desert in the airbagsDeaths around the corner so I make detour slide to the ruckerFirellis burnin rubbersPull up in front, let my shit bumpHop out, no respect for the copsGot the glock out, lookin for a knockoutSomethin to put a seed in, nah niggaJust somethin I can put some kis in, come on[chorus][shyne]Nigga wait, push rhymes, push fivesPush wigs back, push weightRunnin narcotics in over twenty-one statesThuggin and buggin Ill crack your *****in chestplatesIts good old america the great, the land of the gHome of the slaveWhere corrupt politicans and black gangsters is madeWhere you die at 25, shot up in your mercedsRidin on blades, livin for today***** peace, bustin at the policeYoung black and just dont give a *****Youd think it was the olympics the way niggaz be sprintinAnd jumpin when my (? ) bust, pullin up in bigger trucksLike what? hand on my nutsWhite gold smile, high profile*****es love the styleHow the furs fittin, gangster slur spittinFor my niggaz in lewisburg sittinI got to get it like sisqoIts the don-da-don-don-donSwitch flows faster than cops can shoot a blackAs them bricks keep turnin and them blocks keep burnin, cmon[chorus 4x to fade]
