b*tch Shut Up lyrics

by

Insane Clown Posse


(Chorus)
Your mouth's flapping and I smell sh*t (b*tch SHUT UP!)
f*ck you and who you run with (b*tch SHUT UP!)
I'm from the east and I don't play that (b*tch SHUT UP!)
And I know where you stay at (b*tch SHUT UP!)
So if you talking keep yo lips shut (b*tch SHUT UP)
Fo' you get yo squad f*cked up (b*tch SHUT UP)
We gives a f*ck how you feel right (b*tch SHUT UP)
I bring the heat to a fist fight (b*tch SHUT UP)

[Verse 1: Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
The name is Colton Grundy ya my f*cking homie
Trigga man in drive bys
All the rest is phonies
Blasting in instance
With precision I strike on b*tches on any terane and any distance
di*k sucking hoes who continue to test the undying
Power slam yo b*tch ass for even trying
I can cut you in half with my chopper Chopper
Im talking AKs b*tch not helicopters
Soon you will realize Ill never be stopped
By them haters, b*tches, or cops
f*cking with my cash spot
12 gauge blast point blank in the chest while other suckas out with vests
I keep it natural keep it gangsta
Fo the thugs who forgot what its like to be a G Remember me
Check the title of the song why you playing hoe
Quit running your mouth about sh*t you dont know
[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Blaze Ya Dead Homie & (Esham)]
b*tch shut up your breath is all on pump
And the sh*t you be saying don't nobody give a f*ck
No respect for the law
They skulls betta be lead from the tool
I use unloading on all you fools
(We been a victim to some hater ass sh*t)
Out the mouths of phony thugs
Weak b*tches with empty clips
I'm on the corner slapping b*tches for the sh*t they say
b*tchslap your mother f*cking ass outta my way
Ain't sh*t changed but the rent
(You's a crack head b*tch invading on our residence)
And Ima smack you in the mouth knock your teeth down ya throat
(When ya spiting up blood the sh*t is coming out ya nose)
Cause today, there's never been another sicker than me
Ain't no penitentiary ever seen or confined this type of G
Unlike any other in fact
Keep your mouth shut or Ima push your f*cking wig back

(Chorus)

[Verse 3: Esham]
b*tch shut up
Whut up
I nut up
Whip out the whopper chopper you get cut up
Slice you and that sl*t up
Shut up b*tch Shut up Shut up
For the ones with lip
I got extra clips for extra sh*t
Extra extra read all about it Im bout it bout it
Dont doubt it
Man I whip out it
Explode it
Reload it
If I was said I know you told it
b*tch hold it
b*tch what the f*ck you doing?
Running your trap again
Get slapped again
Running off at the mouth
Dont know whats happenin
Dancing with the Devil
I know hes laughinin
Its a small world Ill cross yo path again
Ski masked again
Im blastinin
[Chorus x2]
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