Shut Ya Mouth, B!%ch - Shut Ya Mouth, B*tch - Clean Album Version

Shut ya mouth shut ya mouth shut shut ya mouth bitch [8x]

shut ya mouth [repeated til fade]

Shut ya mouth bitch shut ya mouth bitch

before a nigga hit yo ass in the mouth bitch

Shut ya mouth bitch shut ya mouth bitch

before a nigga hit yo ass in the mouth bitch

Shut ya mouth bitch shut ya mouth bitch

before a nigga hit yo ass in the mouth bitch

Shut ya mouth bitch shut ya mouth bitch

cuz you know it's going down in the south bitch

Nigga down here on and you suckas mane

but don't get crazy cuz you knows we keep the auto-mag

you pushing daisy's never the false shit I spit the facts

cuz dogg I'm knowing I pull on ya bitch I'm riding phat

that hoe is going we the trillest of the trilly trill

you suckas muggin staying down about a milly mil

this ghetto thuggin got me paid

cowards running lipers

they say I'm flossin hoe my name tasting like some shiter

went in your jaw and throw these bullets straight at'cha grill

commits to walking from the scenary I keeps it real

I do no talking just stupitity I let ya squeal

you get the squaking up in yo yard with the wood dogg

38 barking see yo tounges and the root of evil

thats in the bible dig and dirt there should be no sequel

thats to your title rumors leakin out like a faucet

stank like a burger with some onions or some hot gossip for that i murda

See I'm the king of the M slash C.E.O of Memphis

riding hundred thousand dollar cars and feeling so damn pimpish

I'm the reason why you boys went back to your old style

I'ma hit you were it hurt cuz Dj Paul so damn wild

I know a bullshit nigga that should of been born dead

fake as a superman movie I put some led in his head

bogus as counterfit money my police nigga did hunta

dropping dimes is his hobby now I want his ho I hit

I used to ride with the illest straight killa niggas D-boys

rape his fellas but I seen the bigga picture

like if ya on ya last bag sprinkle little bit of weed

in a blunt cuz a nigga had to stretch the figgas money

don't grow on trees so we had to stack the cheese

niggas out here phonie have ya spooked to slang the keys

mane I'm like a diner thief asking niggas pass the piece

cowards out here hating on me

check the hook this ain't a please faggot

What's the buisness what's the buisness

when ya see C.B it big buisness

I don't wanna here no muthafuckin shiznet

just get over there and get the shit bitch

niggas clapping and clapping

niggas jamming you up

I'ma let off some shots and scream in gats we trust

ain't no fucking with me ain't no fucking with us

and if ya fucking with us we put ya body in dust

I got my glock in my hand I got my hand on my glock

so if a nigga get wrong mane then a nigga get popped

cuz mane I bet you gone drop

dogg when I close down your shop

so when you out in the public best hang around you a cop

so you can have you some protection

cuz mane the shit get so hectic

and when I come in yo present nigga you better respect it

Frayser Boy I unload on one of you bitches though

no understanding when you try to play me like a little hoe fasho