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DJ Paul - Master of Evil - Shut It Down
Master of Evil
01. Welcome
02. Down Bad
03. I'm Just Sayin
04. Bust Dat Cap
05. Dats It Fa Ya
06. All Kinda Drugs
07. Play Witcha Life
08. Goin In & Out
09. She Rocks Dat
10. Die Anyway
11. Info
12. I Don't Know
13. Lay Down Today
14. F U 2
15. I Done Lost Zaggin
16. You Know Where I'm Goin
17. Shut It Down
18. My Price Is My Price
19. Loud, Loud
20. Blackhaven Zone
21. Goodbye
22. Ran My Sack Up
23. Cuffin Thots
What it is? What it is?
DJ Paul KOM
What it is? What it is?
Talk to me
Let me look at that

I walk up in the club and all these haters stare me down
I really give a fuck because they know I'm quick to clown
Bring me some brown, smoke on me some loud
And then I turnt up in that hoe and start to shut it down
Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
We came to shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down, shut it down

Y'all niggas sitting here acting like you want me
Y'all niggas don't want me
All in VIP acting like you getting money
Y'all ain't getting no money
I'm harder than you niggas ever will be
On your best day, unless on your best day you me
I really don't think you niggas wanna test me
I kinda think you kinda messing with me
The day I'm forgotten, you fuck with the best
Okay, since I get checks, I'ma cut off your neck
You finna roll, that's why you invest
And that's who just bought you that brand new 'Vette
Snitch nigga, the hood ain't dummies
Everybody know you ain't got no money
Just last year you was still wearing Tommy
Now you 'round here stunting like you TV Johnny
What the fuck did I miss?
How these niggas out here surviving that ain't real?
I guess cause they little CO niggas signed real niggas
So they wouldn't get killed
The streets know what you really is
You can play them games with them bitches and kids
But if you fuck with a real one
That's a problem, son, you gon' disappear for real

I walk up in the club and all these haters stare me down
I really give a fuck because they know I'm quick to clown
Bring me some brown, smoke on me some loud
And then I turnt up in that hoe and start to shut it down
Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
We came to shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down, shut it down

You haters gon' get what you looking for
Best believe it's gon' be a damn massacre
Fuck around with this ambassador
We gon' laugh at ya, then we blast at ya
Automatic weapons on deck, and I never break sweats
All I do is break necks and I'm cashing these checks
I know you know that
Rolls Royce in the lot, paint so wet
Crank it up, make it up, bitch boy, what you tryna prove?
Only thing you 'bout to do is get your ass bruised
Real niggas 'round here, you ain't read the rules?
Is you really that high? You a goddamn fool
Young 4L, mafia for life
You can take it for granted, we gon' take your life
That's right, you know I don't play light
Get your mind right, you ain't 'bout that life, right?
We know what it is, we know who you is
We know you ain't ready, we know you ain't real
Why aren't you mad at the life that I live?
You mad at my car? You mad at my crib?
I'ma keep getting this money right here
So you can get ready, keep shedding them tears
Salute, you a hater, we knew that
Get from 'round here, boy, we don't do that, sucker

I walk up in the club and all these haters stare me down
I really give a fuck because they know I'm quick to clown
Bring me some brown, smoke on me some loud
And then I turnt up in that hoe and start to shut it down
Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
We came to shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down, shut it down