That’s the sh*t lyrics

by

Layzie Bone


(Who’re you?) Little Layzie Bone
And Big Hollis Young Noble Outlaw

You got some money in ya pocket n*gga? (That's the sh*t)
Coming down on them twenty fo's (That's the sh*t)
You a pimp and you macking hoes (That's the sh*t)
With ya pinky and ya neck froze (That's the sh*t)
Feeling good and you eating good (That's the sh*t)
You get respect in ya neighbourhood (That's the sh*t)
With a style they can't f*ck with (That's the sh*t)
Young black and coming up big (That's the sh*t)

Yo pockets full and it's friday that's the sh*t
White tee new fit with the crispy kicks
Keeping it real regular n*gga that's the sh*t
Still ahead of the competitors with authentic Thug scriptures
Rapping my set n*gga that's the sh*t
I been a Outlaw every since a baby b*tch
When the hoes get to choosing that's the sh*t
Cause I know we all f*cking we all getting it in
When sh*t go according to plan that's the sh*t
Cause at the end of the night we all got money to split
When you catch ‘em by surprise damn that's the sh*t
You thought I wouldn't make it you though I wouldn't rise again
And when we walk up in the spot dogg that's the sh*t
They look like is that the boys? Yeah that's them
When you prove all the doubters wrong that's the sh*t
Bone Thugs and them Outlaws that's the sh*t sh*t
You got some money in ya pocket n*gga? (That's the sh*t)
Coming down on them twenty fo's (That's the sh*t)
You a pimp and you macking hoes (That's the sh*t)
With ya pinky and ya neck froze (That's the sh*t)
Feeling good and you eating good (That's the sh*t)
You get respect in ya neighbourhood (That's the sh*t)
With a style they can't f*ck with (That's the sh*t)
Young black and coming up big (That's the sh*t)

Just got me a new Lac with 4 do's n*gga that's the sh*t
Brand new 20 inches with fresh vouges had to have that sh*t
Slam the do's on my Cadi Coupe crank it up and smash the gas
I really don't know where I'm headed yet
But I'm leaning hard chasing cash
Bobbing through the grimey streets filling quarters taking notes
You know these folks is watching me
So you know I gots to watch these folks
That's the sh*t playing for keeps off in this dirty game
Thugging and loving to get me some change
Till the day I die keep doing my thing
I'm going against the grain after the rats with the cheese
These boys in the industry wanna break bread you feeling me?
From Detroit to Minnesota Sacramento North Dakota
I'm kicking it when you see me dogg
I'm from Cleveland we rollers hold up
Let me expose ya baby we's the sh*t
Living legends in your presence Pac and Eazy b*tch
That n*gga Hollis pushing buttons while we blowing a sack
In the Sac with sack and n*gga that's just that
You got some money in ya pocket n*gga? (That's the sh*t)
Coming down on them twenty fo's (That's the sh*t)
You a pimp and you macking hoes (That's the sh*t)
With ya pinky and ya neck froze (That's the sh*t)
Feeling good and you eating good (That's the sh*t)
You get respect in ya neighbourhood (That's the sh*t)
With a style they can't f*ck with (That's the sh*t)
Young black and coming up big (That's the sh*t)

A super sack of that sticky green that's the sh*t
f*cking with sack getting plenty green that's the sh*t
When Big Hollis on the track n*gga that's the sh*t
I know at any given time it could come out a hit
When I'm rapping my squad n*gga that's the sh*t
We all born Outlaws and that's just sick
In the booth spitting truth n*gga that's the sh*t
When you stick to the rules n*gga that's the sh*t yeah

Young Noble and Layzie Bone n*gga that's the sh*t
Collaboration real n*ggas on some classic sh*t and I love the game
Because it love me that's how positive n*ggas navigate
Jumping out of Navigators brushing off they alligators
That's the sh*t cause real recognize real
Break bread get money n*gga hundred dollar bills
You a hustler and you know it couple dollars in your pocket
Put your hands up in the air and scream that's the sh*t
You got some money in ya pocket n*gga? (That's the sh*t)
Coming down on them twenty fo's (That's the sh*t)
You a pimp and you macking hoes (That's the sh*t)
With ya pinky and ya neck froze (That's the sh*t)
Feeling good and you eating good (That's the sh*t)
You get respect in ya neighbourhood (That's the sh*t)
With a style they can't f*ck with (That's the sh*t)
Young black and coming up big (That's the sh*t)

You got some money in ya pocket n*gga? (That's the sh*t)
Coming down on them twenty fo's (That's the sh*t)
You a pimp and you macking hoes (That's the sh*t)
With ya pinky and ya neck froze (That's the sh*t)
Feeling good and you eating good (That's the sh*t)
You get respect in ya neighbourhood (That's the sh*t)
With a style they can't f*ck with (That's the sh*t)
Young black and coming up big (That's the sh*t)
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