Mc Chris - 4 Da Shoteez Lyrics

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4 da shorteeeeeeeez!

(doin' it 4 da shorteez)

4 da shorteeeeeeeez!

(doin' it 4 da shorteez)

4 da shorteeeeeeeez!

(4 da shorteez)

4 da shorteez-

Gather 'round and let me tell ya somethin'.

4 da shorteez-

Can't you hear them little stomachs rumblin'?

4 da shorteez-

Yo ya gonna eat that raggamuffin?

4 da shorteez-

Let's show the shorteez some lovin'.

C'mon my name is sir loin bad ass bovine.

I got four stomachs but only one stomach in mind.

That's a little empty belly with a vacancy sign.

Kinda like close encounters of the charity kind.

Ya got canned goods just collectin' dust.

Ya got meat got fruit got vegetables.

Only prerequisite is that its edible

Get ya freak on at my freaky food festival.

Cold cuts a must i'll even take bread crust.

'cause the shorteez be beggin' so begga's don't give a fuck

They's hungry let's face facts they starve.

Fill a void in your heart fill ya shoppin' cart 4 da shorteez.

4 da shorteeeeeeeez!

(4 da shorteez y'all)

4 da shorteeeeeeeez!

(4 da shorteez)

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Think at what's at stake look upon your plate.

If it's a slab o' steak time to regurgitate.

Ya got a double chin while little jim's too slim.

Ya little fingers could fit in

That little kid's exposed ribs.

Just think of all da shorteez can't ya hear 'em cry?

Time to cough up that burger and fries.

Hand over left overs cans piled sky high

Give to the hungry shorteez so the shorteez won't die.

Stop the famine please instead of eatin' ham and cheese.

Throw away your greens you be pissin' on a dream.

Gimme all your onion rings it's a'ight listen.

A slice a pizza it don't matter if a bite's missin'.

Prime rib porkchop porterhouse it don't stop.

It might seem like hog slop to the shorteez it's alot.

They been hungry since birth so hand over your desert.

Open up your mouth stick a finger down it could be worse.

Listen closely gimme all your groceries.

'cause a little baby's screamin' "man i need a hoagie!"

"somebody hold me somebody console me somebody boil me up a pot o' perogies!"

Think of what we're facin' all those little faces c'mon it's a racist...4 da shorteez.

(check it out)

Doin' it 4 da shorteez.

Doin' it 4 da shorteez.

Doin' it 4 da shorteez.

(doin' it 4 da shorteez y'all!)

4 da shorteeeeeeeez!

Got crackers got chips got puddin' cups.

You'd be surprised what little shorteez like to munch.

Could be trash could be mold could be excrement.

Could be a bag o' old diapers they'd call that lunch.

Mayonaise been out for a couple o' days.

Li'l kid corpses scabs and eggs.

Sweet bread pig heads horses too.

Wanna drop it like it hot?

Here's what ya do!

(4 da shorteeeeeeeez!)

6-1-2 wharf avenue what?

6-1-2 wharf avenue what?!

(4 da shorteeeeeeeez!)

6-1-2 wharf avenue what?!!

6-1-2 wharf avenue!

But please no more canned yams seriously man.

We got more canned yams than we know what to do with.

Mc pee pants in the h--i mean...uh sir loin's in the house!

And i'm out!

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