Testi:
John Rich Shut Down

to shut up so I keep flowing It's impossible to lay down so I keep fighting Sick of all the barking, so I keep biting They're trying to close me down,

hoe Make them shut down the club, we threw a brick in da door {P. Diddy} Shit, I'm the number man, hot like summerjam {Busta (Puff)} Slick like Fonsareli, and rich

and wedged one under each of his powerful arms and sneaked into a telephone booth . . . YES!! Yes! And then he SHUT THE FUCKING DOOR! And he pulled down

uh, see i'm a rich cat, mansion and da yaught, Dancin' in da hot spot, brancin' burnin' hot I gotta 9v12 parked in the lot Drop, shut 'em down, open up

fake niggaz (uh-uh, uh-uh) Just sip some Cristal with these real niggaz (uh-huh, uh-huh) 2- ("I rely on Bed-Stuy to shut it down if I die" - B.I.

got a big tummy, lookin' like a big dummy Told another hoe she fiendin' for John Doe Don't even know his last name and claims she gettin' John's dough

your fake-ass gifts George bought you a ring, John bought you a chain Bitch, I'm buyin' you an ounce of this game You better take it and shut the fuck

the real world they're shuttin' Detroit down Here in the real world they're shuttin' Detroit down In the real world they're shuttin Detroit down They're shuttin' Detroit down

bill, when im off that head imma need like 2. nigga rich, what that make you? imma trigga chick my belt my proof. now what you? imma shut this down,niggas