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shitsville - freddie gibbs & madlib lyrics

[produced by madlib]

[verse 1]
n-ggas ain’t gon’ sh-t then get the f-ck up off the toilet stool
bent behind my tinteds, i commence to take these boys to school
don’t drive no yellow bus but i got mayonnaise and mustard
both tires gold wired on my chevrolet bucket
and now my transmission leaking and my rear suspension squeaking
drop a rock off to my geeker, fix my sh-t man, i’m out here creeping
twist that sh-t but i’m out here tweaking for that 20 twin twin
kick that sh-t in ’95 while watching “friday” with my friends
f-cked your b-tch in ’96, hit that p-ssy for 6 minutes
said the d-ck was everything she envisioned on each visit
papa kept his condoms in his bottom drawer, they for his bottom ho
i stole that sh-t when i was out, i wonder if my mama know
i wonder if she found the dimes and nickels in my nike box
i wonder if she know her older brother like to light them rocks
i wonder if she able to get by if i get k!lled
told her i was just knee deep in the sh-t
welcome to sh-tsville, n-gga

[hook]
you wake up everyday and pray before you sleep, right?
you motherf-ckers just like me
you shed tears when you’re hurting; if i cut you then you bleed, right?
you motherf-ckers just like me
but b-tch you’re acting like your sh-t don’t stink (sh-t’s real)
b-tch you’re acting like your sh-t don’t stink (sh-tsville)
i said you you acting like your sh-t don’t stink (sh-t’s real)
b-tch you acting like your sh-t don’t stink (welcome to sh-tsville, n-gga)

[verse 2]
n-ggas ain’t gon’ sh-t then get the f-ck up off the pizz-ot
got o’s of loud in my living room like i was lennox
trapped a n-gga and his wife for his wallet and his wristw-tch
and they say i might do life in jail for kidnap, b-tch
i did not give a single solitary f-ck
i stand on all ten toes, one d-ck and two nuts, don’t do yayo or shoot up
but i went back and forth with some work and went through a few plugs
this white devil society dare a n-gga to do drugs
and dare yo -ss to deal ’em, distribute and conceal ’em
my n-ggas don’t got no boats or no ports, how you think we get ’em?
crack was black america’s cup of coffee in the beginnin’
when they creep up and you waking, you crackers can fight the feelin’
motherf-ck euthanasia, i’ll lace your food up with razors
make you gargle with saltw-ter, excuse yourself from my table
i fathered these f-ck n-ggas with fables, p-ssy, i been real
good on any street up sh-t’s creek in sh-tsville, n-gga

[bridge]
cheat on your girl, your wife, sneak out and f-ck hoes
you motherf-ckers just like me
drink all the liquor, blow weed, probably play with your nose
you motherf-ckers just like me
i said you motherf-ckers just like me
i said you motherf-ckers just like me
i know you motherf-ckers just like me
you ain’t no better, h-ll, you’re just like me

[outro]
i said hold on b-tch, you travelling too fast
i’m supposed to be dragging my foot out your motherf-cking -ss
said b-tch i’m known from the golden gates of frisco to the eagle p-ss
i’m know to play big time landlords
kick chicken sh-t hoes right in their motherf-cking -ss
and if my luck continues to hold out in the future
like it has in the past, i’ma continue to kick you chicken sh-t hoes
right in your motherf-cking -ss
said b-tch this is the worlds of wonder
long d-ck book bender, all night grinder
wound finder, sheet shaker, baby maker and money taker

- freddie gibbs madlib lyrics

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