Lyrics to "Shit Hits The Fan" song by Obie Trice: Yeah Yo, let's bring it What you gonna do when shit hits the fan? Are you gonna stand and fig.
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Obie trice lyrics journeyYou'll be walking out the house and I'll run up and tackle you. Got glocks for sale, red tops for sale,. Once the captain showed, he sold whole McDonald's. Verified artists on the song. Recondences when we peep enemies on us. I swear I see the women and bitch in you. Ain't nobody rap wit you. Along with em and then snitch and become hidden.
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And quit tellin all these magazines your plans. Then give up and slouch on the couch and drink your liquor. With no uncertainties, yes indeed, I'ma get this cheese and that's why he's. Cause see, technically me and Kim ain't back fully. Just don't, whatever you do, Snitch. I got the white boys mad at me. And sell 'em around town, how that sound?
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