[Shyne] Geah, uhh.. (fuckers!) Geah, uhh.. I'm the Bad Boy not to fuck wit, you get bucked quick, stuck wit three hollow tips up in your stomach Honestly
(feat. Mashonda, Shyne) [Shyne] (Swizz Beatz sings/ad-libs throughout song) All right... Swizz, Po Respect our gangsta, nigga Lay down What you know
No no no more troubles. No more troubles [Shyne] We ain't the problem nigga [Bob Marley Sample] We don't need no more trouble, no more trouble [Shyne
Pshhhh pshhhh Uhh [repeat 3x] [Verse 1] Ohh you rhyme witta slug and sum shots in his face He rhyme witta slug tryna sound like ma$e Listened to his
(feat. Ashanti) [Shyne talking] Yeah Shyne, gang land, murder inc. Haha Alright, turn the beat up I see you, ok! I see you ma, in your thoughsand doller
[Shyne] Rhyme through the city on dubs and vodes Trunk full of cash, gangsta roll Kurupt and Nate, from the empire state It's the nigga Shyne Po, hold
keep shit in perspective Dumbs out, guns out til my time runs out Capitalistic driving force got no remorse But I feel shit catching up Time wrappin' up Shyne
come on) [INTRO - FOXY] Yeah, Its like new york's being soft Ever since my nigga shyne's been sitting in prison, yeah Testi Canzoni [VERSE 1 - SHYNE
Uh huh, Uh huh, Brooklyn Vietnam What you, Uh yeah, Uh, Come on Oh no, big Shyne Po Back up in the motherfuckin heezy for sheezy Gimme a tech that don
, runnin through my mind Like who's the best MC's - Biggie, Jay-Z, and Shyne Demented as a young'n, apple 2nd comin' Evil thoughts runnin' through my cerebellum Shyne
[Shyne] P-O, nothing more to it I'm gully, what, I've really been through it From the stoupe to the coup and anything in between I carry a sleet through
(feat. Foxy Brown) [Shyne] Uh huh [Foxy Brown] Uh [Shyne] Lets get it clear (Uh huh) Brooklyn Vietnam (That's right) [Foxy Brown] Yo yo... Live from
shoot .. [Shyne] Bling bling, it's a Bad Boy thing Bullets heat-seekin, streep sweepin, with an evil grin Watch you die, one love, one life, one Shyne
It's a new day in the rap game! Nobody sells records but Shyne Po! [Verse 1] My life had it's ups and downs, but I don't regret nothin' I had the whole
[Verse 1] I done fucked *The Baddest Bitches* ask Trina Give her coke to stuff between her, said she loved my demeanor Felonies and misdemeanors, I'm
Swiss, Po Respect our gangsta nigga Lay down [Verse 1:] Whachu know bout holdin out big Tec. Big vest , hollow tips all up in tha kid Neck Po live it
[Shyne] Look at this nigga, stuntin in front of Justin's, actin silly If it wasn't cops all over, I'd smack him with this milli You hoe niggaz move a
The lord is my shepherd Let's get this coke measured And as I walk through the valley of the shadow of gangstas I fears nothin but God and bein broke