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Mr. Shadow

Genres: Hip-Hop

For My Muthafuckazz Lyrics - Mr. Shadow

Cause you're a mother fucker 

I put my life on the line everyday, every night for any homie of mine 

Whys that? Cause you're a mother fucker 

I put my life on the line everyday, every night for any homie of mine 

Let me tell you why 

 

[Mr. Shadow] 

When I was broke and didn't have a fucking dime 

You looked our for a homie not wasting time 

A lot of fake mother fuckers play a role of a friend 

But inside they just pose trying to see your end 

I spend hours thinking about this life of ours 

And how it's full of nothing but conniving ass cowards (huh) 

I put my life on the line for any homie of mine 

Any day, any place at any given time 

Sunrise to son down all year round 

Till the day I hit the ground I'm down for ya 

I'm letting all my dogs know, I'm there for ya 

In California were we get a grind on stay strong 

We ain't stupid we play along (Ha-ha) 

There ain't nothing in this world I wouldn't do for ya 

I'll tell you why (why's that) cause you my motherfucker 

 

[Chorus] 

I put my life on the line everyday, every night for any homie of mine 

Why's that? Cause you're a mother fucker 

I put my life on the line everyday, every night for any homie of mine 

Let me tell you why (Why's that?) Cause you're a Mother Fucker 

 

[Mr. Shadow] 

If somebody got drama (what) 

Tell em to bring it on 

And let them silly sons of bitches know you ain't alone 

You got your shadow right behind you & don't forget that 

Mutha fuck anybody who don't respect that 

They can hate all they want 

We'll get em up with any punk fuck wherever they form shit 

Chump change can make a hatters act strange 

Jealousy is for bitches it'll never change 

I got your back and you got mine 

I'm down to ride on any trick trying to get out of line 

No doubt, I'ma let my mutha fuckers know 

There's nobody like us and that's fo sho 

So Cal we all in the mix now 

Getting pay for every eight fuck ah freestyle 

In the mean while I'ma lay back with the sack 

And get my puff on for all my mutha fuckers 

 

[Chorus] 

 

Yeah we had hard times we did crime together 

Always told each other shit can only get better 

And now it's better 

With ever-single move we make 

Every step that we take is a trip to the bank 

I thank the lord up above for blessing my life 

With some real mother fuckers two kids and a wife 

Its like good things come to those that wait 

So don't lose your patients don't lose your fate 

Take your time do it right no need to rush 

I want more than a little bit and more than enough 

Me and my dogs do things till the wheels fall off 

All you pity mother fuckers rather run your jaw (we came to ball) 

Fuck what'chu talking about, Silly bitches stay dumb with a dick in they mouth 

Right now I'ma take another hit for ya 

And you should already know that you's a motherfucker 

 

[Chorus] 

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Copyright: Atv Music Publishing Llc, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony

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