Shine On ’Em lyrics

[Intro:Bleu Davinci, DJ Drama]
Put the ground beneath your feet cuz
Go out on a blaze if you royal if you got ???
(It's 'bout that time!)
Straight up!
(Bleu Davinci, DJ Drama; Gangsta Grillz you bast*rds!)
(We got London on da Track!)

[Hook: Bleu Davinci, Sosay]
These n*ggas keep lookin', lookin' all crazy
(Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!)
My shooter got shooters, they ain't never gettin' laid
(shoot 'em, shoot 'em, shoot 'em, bweh!)
These n*ggas lookin' shook, betta' keep watchin'!
(Money! Money! On it, Yea!)
I shine on the p*ssy, ain't no stoppin'!
(Hol' up, Hol' up, Hol' up! Yea!)

[Bleu Davinci: Verse 1]
These n*ggas keep lookin', go, git dustin' (?!?)
Yea that n*gga, nah don't trust 'em
n*gga in the trap, gittin' that guap
Go n' drop yo money then break the f*ck out
n*gga gettin' paid, n*gga gettin' dough
n*gga f*ck around here, n*gga get smoked
n*gga ride cars, n*gga ride Benz
That's my hitta right there, career
I don't give a f*ck 'bout what a talk
pus*y ass n*gga keep talk, get dropped
Never really cared 'bout a b*tch-ass cop
Feds on the tail, let 'em hoes watch
n*ggas on Xan', n*ggas on lean
Four hun' for the shoes, eight hun' for the jeans
Juss came from the west with the fire-ass green
Finna f*ck the city, let 'em cop.... seventeen
pus*y-ass n*gga keep lookin' all cra(z)y
My n*gga whickin' sh*t, doin' no playin'
Stick come out and the stick be sprayin'
What a n*gga talkin' what a n*gga be layin'
My shooter got shoot, my trappers got trap
These fake ass dopeboys really juss rap
My n*ggas gettin' money, you n*ggas know facts
Keeping lookin' all crazy, get your rear pushed back