Lyrics to Shyne

shyne - it's ok - shyne, combs, sean "puffy"
-huh, like that geah, uhh ten bricks nigga in the air, hold tec it's that motherfuckin nigga named shyne nothin but cum for these bitches, love none for these bitches it's that motherfuckin nigga named

shyne - bad boyz
ing bullets heat-seekin', streep sweepin', with an evil grin watch you die, one love, one life, one shyne y'all niggaz ain't sayin' nothin', like a mime every line, i live it, i write it with a pencil so

shyne - buried alive intro
ones for my chi-town playboys atl, down south nc, sc where you be? come on, just play it with me [ shyne ] when it come to hoes, we don't love not one fuckin a friend ain't no option it's a must, her frien

shyne - commission
with the fish'n mothafucka respect it, the commission pop, pop, pop, warning shot, who's to blame shyne mothafucka, don't forget the name stretch the caine, to cop the house and the plane 'til my massacr

shyne - diamonds and mac 10's
runs out capitalistic drivin' force, got no remorse but i feel shit catchin' up, time wrappin' up shyne had enough, still i can't have enough somethin' 'bout the engine roarin', soarin' wind in my face,

shyne - die slow
stupid nigga hestiated now his remains be cremated (?)(?)(?) never debated the killings clean, its shyne related do it like suicide can't retrace it heckler koch too hot? gotta replace it charge is murd

shyne - edge
faces don't get left open you understand? shirt soaking, brain smokin' left in the ocean floatin' shyne po, dough, stack, y'all rap niggaz is trash i don't give a fuck how much records you sold tryin' to

shyne - fuck'em
custom r 25 mil' in the trunk nicky barnes style on my way to the trunk bitch lets bump. chorus ( shyne and female) no, (fuck these bitches, fuck these bitches, fuck 'em) i don't love these bitches, fuc

shyne - get out
ough this all the time bitch, act like she don't see the exit sign start cryin', how much she love shyne that's the same thing she told my man brian what the fuck, she think i'm stupid? don't know my pimp

shyne - godfather
uh huh, uh huh, brooklyn, vietnam what you, uh, yeah, uh, come on oh no, big shyne po back in the motherfuckin' heezy for sheezy gimme a tech that don't jam (bang bang) i'm tryin' to

shyne - intro
plans that's bigger than serena booty me and shaka still starvin and lookin for meals and heads up! shyne poe is almost out of his deal i'm over ten million sold, every album is crack and for now i'm bout

shyne - it's ok
huh, like that geah, uhh ten bricks nigga in the air, hold tec it's that motherfuckin' nigga named shyne nothin' but cum for these bitches, love none for these bitches it's that motherfuckin' nigga named

shyne - it's okay
huh, like that geah, uhh ten bricks nigga in the air, hold tec it's that motherfuckin' nigga named shyne nothin' but cum for these bitches, love none for these bitches it's that motherfuckin' nigga named

shyne - jimmy choo
gon' pop them foe's? po well i'm glad you know you don't need to ask who hotter you notta, me lava shyne wayne you gotta see you niggas in hell, let's prevail friends gon' tell, just post bail, million ca

shyne - let me see your hands
let's go, shyne , pro, bust pipes get right bang, stop, roll 'head throw the dice white air force ones, monies in ru

shyne - more or less
music, this ain't that you fuck around i'll have you sleepin' where the saints at sincerely yours, shyne , muthafuckin' po bitch, get yo bags, hit the muthafuckin' door may the angels walk with me, more o

shyne - niggas gonna die
ull metal jackets poppin' heat an' seekin', niggaz die, internal bleedin' hear mom screamin', ?bury shyne ? 'cause when i come, motherfuckers all die money be the root of all evil, calico desert eagles bit

shyne - quasi o.g.
feel the shadows death is comin' to an end my lifes slippin' from me, ya'll niggaz is funny tell me shyne po, he can't get that money fuck am i supposed to do, nigga starve and go hungry? right we don't n

shyne - shyne
swizz, po respect our gangsta, nigga lay down what you know 'bout rollin' out? big tecs, big vests, hollow tips all up in that kid neck po live it up, yellow stones lit it up long john eagle tucked, shyne