Sharks in the Water lyrics

[Hook: Billy Danze]
Nobody told me it was (SHARKS) in the water
So I'mma f*ck around and spit (SPARKS) through the water
It's frigidly cold and (DARK) in the water
And I don't wanna hear when a (SHARK) in the water b*tch
ONE TIME for my n*ggas in the background
TWO TIMES for my n*ggas that don't back down
(You gotta stay in the pocket playin this cold game)
f*ck procedures n*gga we gon' do our own thang

[Lil' Fame]
That n*gga Mighty Joe Young back to loc' again; y'all n*ggas better calm down
'fore I give your motherf*ckin chest a grand opening
Now who's next up to bat? To get clapped
When the heat bang go 'head your brains leakin through your hat
I'mma do it like a G though, n*gga you know the steelo
Hit with a torpedo, stripped like Carlito
Hit yo' ass in broad daylight like Mark Chapman
Did John Lennon from the Beatles, here's a fresh tuxedo
Get tucked 6 feet below, you get greeted with roses
And obituary cards for your people (NO WARNING)
You don't wanna know what the f*ck that's like (IT'S NO WARNING)
Now you know you done f*cked up right?
I got that old Fame back, chrome thang strapped, Home Team strapped
And this whole thang for the Home Team map, yes sir
F'realla, buck buck, f'realla, BLAM BLAM
Cap pealer motherf*cker, blood spiller (n*ggA!)
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[Billy Danze]
f*ck procedures n*gga, I do my own sh*t
You saw what G's I run with, I spit my own clips
I get my own chips, I make my own hits
I chrome my own 6, I bought my own b*tch
I'm on my own di*k!! In my opinion
Ain't nobody f*ckin with Danze the man's sick AND
Shake your pom poms, and protest up out
Who you n*ggas feel is the best; me I'mma stomp on!
So ONE TIME for my n*ggas in the background
From the door the treacherous n*gga we back down
I'm anxious to see how you motherf*ckers act now
VROOM VROOM VROOM VROOM.. how does that sound?
CRUCIAL! Hot E's through your P's
With some, sh*t up my sleeves that'll put you at ease
It's the world famous M.O.P., we rugged rough sayin
M.O.P., we gon' do our own thang

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[Lil' Fame]
sh*t I'm back where 2Pac fell off the roof, I got the +Juice+ n*ggaro
You man whore f*ck b*tch, +Deuce Bigalow+
You ain't a she or a he, you a sh*t rewind
When Fame spit it, you ain't f*ckin with him, sh*t
I'll be around, you can find me where the dogs be at
With more motherf*ckin machines than a laundromat
[Billy Danze]
Once again from the hilltops
It's your boy Bill and boy do the boy Bill rock (the homey's so in)
The homey's so real, the true school'll pass over
Any one of you fake slitherin ass cobras
Send every one of them snakes and I'll rattle 'em soldier
And knock potholes in your Rover, you vulture

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