What A Shame Lyrics by Royal Flush

What A Shame Lyrics

    [noreaga]
    New kid, war report, dunn blew out the court
    He claim righteous, the god was jeweled down wit ices
    My man locked up, in the beast, hit me on the jag
    (aiyo son, i need loot in this piece)
    I got you, already blessed up, caught hard tommy hill
    Guess appeal, accept collect call, and keep it real
    But i was locked for three, son you didn't know me
    Your bitch had you sue, told you, don't send me no loot
    But i survive in 'green, shorty sent me cream, adine
    Moms like, the niggas ain't real in your team
    Bring the court rap, my first weak, beef wit the staff
    Son, where was you at?, called you on the jack
    Heard you moved from iraq to iran and cold ran
    Ran on me, but you supposed to be my family
    Tables turned, i'm in zoo york, you up north
    I'm in the cockpit, coppin averate shit
    You in the p now, straight foul wit crocodile
    Pretty boy, my little man you like a little boy
    Taught you the crime life, you blame me, you weakling
    Yucked up, commissary low, now you thinkin
    While you locked, i got the block lock wit padlock
    Jealousy and envy, towards me
    Word got back to me, you got somethin for me
    Musolini, yo come and see me

    [several samples from the jones girls "when i'm gone"]

    [royal flush]
    Now when you got locked up, livin plush, sneakers as such
    Always flipped it up, on the phone line, you ran it up
    Say you stressed as such, few niggas you had to touch
    Plus the shit's rough, sendin you balloons, read it up
    Thug it up, keep it tight, cuz your girl on right
    It's all a struggle in life, to sell things and pay the price
    But i'm wit you, can't let you down son, i miss you
    But back on the streets, the police want me wit you
    It's official, i'm tryin to blow them lands like a missile
    Holdin my pistol, to keep it real when i'm wit you
    Commissary a hit you, like kings try to rip you
    Suffer razors an issue, blowin niggas like a whistle
    Geo.'s 'a try to snitch you, watch the beam before they fish you
    So just lift weight, i'm layin low until release date

    [more samples from the jones girls "when i'm gone"]

    [royal flush]
    Direct sale, judge face to face, no bail
    Take it to trail, spend a year on the isle
    First day, sing-sing, walkin through the gates
    Stuff's a shame, wild nigga walkin wit the length
    We was cellblocked, think about, flush want the top
    Put my pictures up, relax for a minute, kick it up
    Watch the top cat, la familia got the coke in that
    I need a part in that, fine tango, just give 'em cash
    Soup 'em up, make 'em feel wild as fuck, now what up?

    [noreaga]
    I know my real family, new people try to be around me
    Try to surround me, goatee, ganja leaf
    Locked up chief, well let that be
    Doorags and cuffies, gave me a razor, recruit me
    Now i'll slang, and catch a band, til the bing
    You workin in the kitchen, ice pick and now ya snitchin
    You scarface, lost ya face, is laced up
    So what, you got cut, then you told police
    Keep it real in the beast, same thing in the streets
    Wild cats tell, play pc inside a jail
    Yo me, did three, never in pc
    Stand freely, musolini, we just a heemy
    Life in exile, people like we, penitentiary
    Did time, all evolve wit crime
    Desert mind, police hit strip, caught mine
    What, what, what, what, what, what

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