Def Squad – Ain't Shhh To Discuss lyrics

erick* sermon (of epmd) Hungry

niggas Teflon
Lil'
noah E
double T-mixx
Onasis

With
the [name]
city cartel nigga, Starve

in the hood what, [

verse 1 teflon: da don ] I
was well respected in the streets with no watch Youngest
nigga in tallahassee with a coke spot Used
to chill at the dorm where the hoes blow cock Had
the fairly new classical bally's with no socks Homicide
know the face I'm, makin 60 a bird He
earnin a third roy, black on the case Blow
and base and a few pounds of pot Will
have you found with a few rounds around your cock Around
the clock I'm breakin down dimes of rock Tryin
to grind my block - once I find a block My
soldiers (line em up) Who
oppose (tyin em up) Calicos
(fine em up) I'm
supplyin the sights I'm, climbin slight This
a new edition without ronny bobby, ricky, and mike Who
got the sticky delite You?
dyin quickly tonight Force
fare the stick of dynamite Give
up the china white Sssss
[..

chorus ] If
you got it you, got it it, ain't shit to discuss I
ain't move any units I'm, shippin the dust I
ain't move any unit empty, a clip in your nuts We
move as a unit (bitch) ain't shit to discuss(2x) [

verse 2 noah: ] We
the isley brothers of rap smugglin crack Potatos
muffle, the mac I, don't wet you The
first go round I'm doublin back (who
fuckin with that )? Pull
a plug on your cats Put
the snub to your hat (what
else noah, )? I keep it real y'all, juggle with facts (what
else noah, )? I keep the steel y'all, scuffle with cats (what
else noah, )? stayed in court raised, on house arrest Shower
your vest cap, boy but, bag powder the best Clap
and lay cowards to rest My
bottle was filled with milk regardless, if it was sour or fresh I
was raised in hell blaze, a l This
for my brother doin sets of 20 caged in a cell [

chorus ] [

verse 3 erick: onasis ] Yo
e, and g hoppin through with teflon & noah We
all iced out took, the rocks from boa Yo
it, was easy gillie, up in philly Caught
em at the top of the stairs with biggie's mac milli E
I'm, a wolf funny, eyes and all Dark-skinned
complexion stand, six feet tall So
who wanna brawl I'm? the rappin feebo Knock
you the fuck out over a bicycle Yo
g (wassup )? let em know how I do I
smack you the fuck up and, your girlfriend too So
while you're playa-hatin I'm navigatin 20-inch
skatin eightball, in the back on daytons Yo
I'm, the shit huh, you? on my dick huh, You?
want my bitch huh, click-click? now Uh
I'm, 'hip-hop's biggest fan' Come
through like a airplane when it land Muthafucka
[

chorus ]