27 Shots

They try to say California is plastic I think New York got the most plastic niggaz too f**k all you niggaz comin' out to the Soul Train Awards With them pop a*s headsets around your ears like Britney Spears That's some old Bobby Brown and New Edition shit That's some old real Michael Jackson shit, I'm comin' with Crazy Vic Let me hear you tryin' to copy my shit, f**k the impact eventually 'Cause there's a lot of corny niggaz performin' out there Fat stomachs, make-up and eye glare, what the f**k do I care? Niggaz with they a*s out, groupies in cheap motels tryin' to f**k And crash out, motherf**kers ain't networkin', strippers checkin' in Motherf**kers on motorcycles, pickup trucks with license plates on 'em Bringin' mad shit from down South, big after parties I'ma turn my phone off, I don't wanna shake hands, meet no-f**kin'-body Arrogant bastard, no commercial shit, break your neck s*ck my d**k in the world, f**k the critics, everything I make is a hit f**k you applehead motherf**kers tryin' to make Some old Carribean mixed with that Trinity keyboard shit Hip-Hop shit, that's some old Broadway musical shit I don't even listen to that cartoon shit Tell your A&R and his wife to get out my f**kin' life 27 shots, 27 shots, 27 shots Shut up, listen to my shit 'cause yo ca*sette single is gay Writin' that bullshit, I hear on the radio by these homo niggaz everyday Butter soft, sissy shit, I got the real tell it like it is pissy shit Yo shit is some fake a*s gorilla code shit, white suits, mansion yachts Scared a*s nigga doin' videos, buyin' models on some boat shit I tell you straight G, I can't f**k with it, girls still messin' with you Your shit is wack, any bitch in they right mind Shouldn't have s*x with you, rusty nigga that don't use soap I f**k around and piss all over your leather, faggot a*s trenchcoat Don't ever act hardcore, you's a suburban nigga, you get serviced nigga You never even been in a f**kin' street fight Look at your old photo album pictures, you's a bunch of hype Kiss my a*s, nobody picked up the f**kin' mic, untalented bitch Like you some wild a*s, inner city kid from the projects, who's next? 27 shots, 27 shots, 27 shots Then I really disrespect all production out there That bullshit niggaz programmin', f**k Johnny Hammond, Sonny Stitch That shit ain't gettin' you rich, just a packed crowd, low bitches A bunch of f**kin' d**ks, I'd rather see some a*s A nice club with a fat a*s And all you motherf**kers actin' like you Jamaican American to the core, copyin' that shit on tour Y'all niggaz be against speakers with your ears sore, stank a*s boots With no socks on, f**kin' up the dancefloor, since when you ate codfish And meat patties? I got cousins with Jheri curls in Caddies 27 shots, 27 shots, 27 shots