Shame On A Nigga Lyrics by Wu-tang Clan

Shame On A Nigga Lyrics

    Intro: raekwon the chef

    [martial arts movie sample]
    Yeah, yo, aight
    Pass the meth!
    (nizzuh nzza punk nigguh, yeah!)
    Yeah, aight
    Kick the raw style, yeah
    Fly that fuckin sack

    Chorus:

    Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
    Wu buck wild with the trigger!
    Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
    Wu buck- i fuck yo' ass up! what?

    (hut one, hut two, hut three, hut!)

    Verse one: ol dirty bastard, method man, raekwon the chef

    Ol' dirty bastard, live and uncut!
    Styles unbreakable, shatterproof
    To the young youth, ya wanna get gun? shoot!
    Blaow! how you like me now? don't fuck the style
    Ruthless wild!
    Do ya wanna getcha teeth knocked the fuck out?
    Wanna get on it like that, well then shout!

    Yo rza, yo razor!
    Hit me with the major
    The damage, my clan understand it be flavor
    Gunnin, hummin comin atcha
    First i'm gonna getcha, once i gotcha, i gat-cha
    You could never capture the method man's stature
    For rhyme and for rapture, got niggaz resigning, now master
    My style? never! i put the fucking buck in the wild kid, i'm terror
    Razor sharp, i sever
    The head from the shoulders, i'm better
    Than my compeda, you mean competitor, whadeva!
    Let's get together

    [shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
    Wu buckwild with the tri-blaow!]

    I react so thick, i'm phat, and yo!
    Rae came blowing and blew off ya headphones black
    Rap from yo cali to texas
    Smoother than a lexus, now's my turn to wreck this
    Brothers approach and half step, but ain't heard
    Half of it yet, and i bet you're not a fuckin vet
    So, when you see me on the real, formin like voltron
    Remember i got deep like a navy seal!

    Chorus:

    [shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
    Wu buck wild with the trigger!
    Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
    I'll fuck your ass up!]

    Verse two: ol dirty bastard

    Yo...!
    I come with that ol' loco
    Style from my vocal
    Couldn't peep it with a pair of bi-focals
    I'm no joker! play me as a joker
    Be on you like a house on fire! smoke ya!
    Crews be actin like they gangs, anyway
    Be like, "warriors! come out and playiyay!"
    Burn me, i get into shit, i let it out like diarrhea
    Got burnt once, but that was only gonorrhea
    Dirty, i keep shit stinks in my drawers
    So i can get fzza-funky for yah
    Murder, taste the flame of the wu-tang rahh!
    Here comes the tiger verse crane!
    Ow, be like wild with my style
    Punk! you playing me, chump, you get dumped
    Wu! is comin through! at a theatre near you!
    And get funk like a shoe!
    What?!

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