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Shut Up (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[Trick Daddy]
We gon’ let the band deal with this
Ha ha, mmm-hmm
M-I-A Style, heh, old school
Uh hah..
Okay, shut up!

[Chorus: Trick Daddy]

Ah hah, okay, whassup? Shut up!
Ah hah, okay, whassup? Shut up!
Ah hah, okay, whassup? Shut up!
Ah hah, okay, whassup? Shut up!

[Trick Daddy]
Ridin round in my brand new ninety-nine, fo’ do’, Volvo
I got a pocket full of B’s,
cocoa weed and ain’t got no place to go tho’
But all my Boca Boys they know though, that’s fo’ sho’ doe
(Are those Bugle Boy jeans you’re wearin?)
Hell nah hoe, you know they Polo’s
I been used again, accused again – this time
been wrong to chop somethin done by one of my union friends
Soon as they seen the Benz, hatin season was in
Hell cause they figured me for not understandin they reason bein
Heh, but I’m the man for this
While y’all was doin fine I was doin time just, prayin for this
Locked up, makin plans for this
Without all that fancy shit, way too advanced for this
Just Polo socks, tanktops and drawers up under my pants and shit
Shut up!

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

[Trina]
Okay who’s +Da Baddest Bitch+
I been real, been rich, been had this shit
Big Benz, big house and shit
That’s right, okay I been down with Trick
Okay it make sense to me
Cause if your money ain’t right you speakin French to me
Miss Trina don’t play with me
Or you can say Miss Bigg, that’s okay with me
You need a grand just to speak to me
Okay, are you sure you wanna sleep with me?
Okay, you better be fo’ sho’
Cause I done left niggaz like you stuck befo’
Okay, you can ball with me
Since you got a hot knot spend it all with me
Okay, y’all know what’s up
Okay, uh huh, I ride, shut up!

[Chorus: Trick Daddy (4x)]

[Co (of Tre +6)]
This goes out to my niggeroles
and them pretty ass jazzy hoes, bitch what’s up
C-O got a verse in the +Book of Thugs+
So when I come through bitch show me love
If you bout that flow, then raise it up
You got that funk, then blaze it up
I got two mo’s of them phat hoes,
late night and I ready to bust
Are you okay? Look like you got a lot to say
Okay, come widdit
Niggaz keep hidin your hoes, what you do that fo’
Me and Money Mark been done hit it
Been done split it – okay playboy? Fuck you say boy?
Don’t even much bring your hoe ‘round C
Niggaz y’all better quit fuckin with me
Shut up!

[Chorus]

[Duece Poppito (of 24 Karatz)]
Lay down, playboy what’s up
What about the slugs in your head and your gut
What’s up with the keys to the truck
Your own nigga say you got B’s in the cut
What’s up with the safe, what the combo
Open that shit nigga fuck all the convo-sation
What’s up wit’cha Haitian
Probably got birds at the safehouse, waitin
What’s up, where you store the D?
I ain’t found shit but a quarter ki
Nigga ya better not be playin me
You gon’ bleed to death, you understand me?
Whassup, are you ready to go?
You ready to tongue kiss with the blue fo’fo’?
What’s up fuck nigga say somethin
Set your crime, we ready to spray somethin
Gun play, how I got the stripes
2-4-K turned out the lights
Gun play, how I got the stripes
2-4-K turned out the lights

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

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Shut Up (Letra)

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Oh, oh, oh
Shut Up

You say you want me
That you hate me
Try to love me wanna break me
Guess I’m sleeping on the couch again
You say no, when you mean yes
Is this a game some kind of test
Now why cant we just
Turn out the light
Forget how to fight
Cuz we got tonight

Cuz
When we take our clothes off
Don’t you know the world stops
When we touch, when we kiss
When we shut up for a moment
We are minded by the one thing
You on me or nothing
When we touch, when we kiss,
When we shut up
Don’t say anything at all

You throw a glass straight at my head
Swear up and down you want me dead
I guess love is in the air tonight
You bite my neck, I pull your hair
Next thing we know, no underwear
Now why can’t we just
Turn out the light, forget how to fight
Cuz we got tonight

Cuz
When we take our clothes off
Don’t you know the world stops
When we touch, when we kiss
When we shut up for a moment (Turn out the light)
We are minded by the one thing (Forget how to fight)
You on me or nothing (We got tonight)
When we touch, when we kiss,
When we shut up
And it just had to be you
When we take our clothes off
Don’t you know the world stops
When we touch, when we kiss
When we shut up for a moment (And it just had to be you)
We are minded by the one thing
You on me or nothing
When we touch, when we kiss,
When we shut up (Shut up, shut up, shut up)
Don’t say anything at all

Use your tongue to wet your lips
Touch them with your fingertips
Don’t say nothing else
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
Only wanna hear your breath
Your sigh, your scream, you’re nothing less
Don’t say nothing else
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
Shut up

When we take our clothes off
Don’t you know the world stops
When we touch, when we kiss
When we shut up for a moment (Turn out the light)
We are minded by the one thing (Forget how to fight)
You on me or nothing (We got tonight)
When we touch, when we kiss,
When we shut up
And it just had to be you
When we take our clothes off
Don’t you know the world stops
When we touch, when we kiss
When we shut up for a moment (Just shut up, shut up, shut up)
We are minded by the one thing
You on me or nothing
When we touch, when we kiss,
When we shut up (Shut up, shut up, shut up)
Don’t say anything at all
 

Shut Up (Letra)

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I tell you i didn’t do it
‘cause i wasn’t there
Don’t blame me, it just isn’t fair
You listen to their side
Now listen to mine
Can’t think of a story
Sure you’ll find me sometime

Now pass the blame and don’t blame me
Just close your eyes and count to three
(one two three)
Then i’ll be gone and you’ll forget
The broken window, t.v. set

It wasn’t me either, i’m just his mate
He told me to stand here and watch the gate
I’ve got a wife and three kids you know
They’ll tell you i’m straight, at least i think so
I’m as honest as the day is long,
The longer the daylight, the less i do wrong

Now pass the blame and don’t blame me
Just close your eyes and count to three
(one two three)
Then i’ll be gone and you’ll forget
The broken window, t.v. set

Pass the blame and don’t blame me
Just close your eyes and count to three
(one two three)
Then i’ll be gone and i’ll forget
That what you give is what you get…

Pass the blame and don’t blame me
Just close your eyes and count to three
(one two three)
Then i’ll be gone and you’ll forget
The broken window, t.v. set

Pass the blame and don’t blame me
Just close your eyes and count to three
(one two three)
Then i’ll be gone and i’ll forget
That what you give is what you get…

Shut up (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Shut up – and let me apologize.
I can’t wait to look in you sympathetic eyes and wonder, away.

Will we ever make it out of here alive?
I’ve been down here, just waiting for the roof to fall.
I’ve been down here, just waiting for my chance to…

And I can’t help the way that I feel, when you come through to me.
Was it just a dream that I had made up?
Can I see the spark in your eyes, that tell me I’m different than the other guys.

I’ve been down here, just waiting for the roof to fall.
I’ve been down here, just waiting for my chance to…

If we fail, because of you.
We might just change our point of view.
But if we fail because of me.
I know we might never get a chance to see that we were part of something wonderful that I let go.

I’ve been down here, just waiting for the roof to fall.
I’ve been down here, just waiting for my chance to…fall…down.

Shut Up! (Letra)

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Shut Up (Letra)

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I’m Jimmy Pop here in a jiffy heat me up and add oil
I’m like a zit a wart a corn a cyst a festering boil
I get under your skin and I sebaceously form
I’m as deep as the plot to an amateur gay porn
Keep ya hungry for more like Bangladesh
Then I’ll borg di borg do borg ya like the Swedish Chef
Cause I’m one of a kind and kind of hard to find
Kind of like an Injun without his fire water wine
I’m like Schneider one day at a time
I’m feeling like Bob Vila nailing up your behind
To my wall like Daniel-son does
I’m waxing on I’m waxing off I’m waxing just because
I get wired like a Western Union and I got to be me
And I got more balls than the daily lottery
Like hemorrhoidal itch yo you can’t ignore me
Cause I’m more tongue and cheek than a lesbo orgy
And I don’t give a damn if you don’t like me
Cause’ I don’t like you cause you’re not like me
Second verse is different from the first
I’m Jimmy Pop I am
Jimmity Jimmity Pop I am I am
See my name’s not Hoover and I don’t give a damn
And I got a different angle like a parallelogram
And you’ll be all ears like a field of corn
I’ll make you Dizzy like Gillespie as I toot my own horn
Like a No. 2 pencil I always got a point
You’ll want to share it with friends like a poorly rolled joint
I’m Jimmy Pop y’all I’m Jimmy Pop y’all I’m an Alka Seltzer that’s right you’re a seagull
As I continue to expand your head is gonna burst
Leave a bad taste in your mouth like moldy Liverwurst
Like the Texas Chainsaw Massacre I’ll get in your face
But then I’ll brush you off like Aqua-Fresh toothpaste
Cause I’m letting off steam like a Chinese Laundromat
But I’m not a roll of Charmin so don’t give me no crap
And I don’t give a damn if you don’t like me
Cause’ I don’t like you cause you’re not like me
I hate a lot of whites and I hate a lot of blacks
I hate poopin’ in public places but we all hate that
I hate lesbian feminists because they’re all so damn ugly
I hate Spin Magazine cause they never ever plug me
I hate Regis and Kathie Lee
I hate every single movie by that midget Spike Lee
I hate people that think I care what they think
I hate people that think their ass don’t stink
I hate Jon Bon Jovi but I hate his music more
I hate killing people because I hate to keep score
I hate you but you hate yourself too
I hate to be honest but I’d hate to be you
And I don’t give a damn if you don’t like me
Cause’ I don’t like you cause you’re not like me

Shut Up (Letra)

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Shut the fuck up she said, i’m going fucking deaf
You’re always too loud, everything’s too loud
Now that all my friends left, this place is fucking dead
I wanna move out, when can we move out? this shit has got to stop

I’ll run away

Give the fuck up, she said your life is meaningless
It’s going nowhere, you’re going nowhere
You’re just a fuck-up, she said i’ll live alone instead
She said you don’t care, i know i don’t care

I’ll never ask permission from you,
Fuck off i’m not listening to you
I’m not coming home, i’m never going to come back home

I got too fucked up again, and passed out on the bridge
Have to forget you, i can’t forget you
No sleep on this flight, i’ll think about the nights
We had to get through, how did we get through?

I’ll never ask permission from you,
Fuck off i’m not listening to you
I’m not coming home, i’m never going to come back home

I’ll run away
I think it’s time that i should leave
I think it’s time that i should leave
I think it’s time that i should leave
I think it’s time that i should leave

I’ll never ask permission from you,
Fuck off i’m not listening to you
I’m not coming home, i’m never going to come back home

I’ll run away
I think it’s time for me to leave
I think it’s time for me to leave
I think it’s time for me to leave
I think it’s time for me to leave

Shut up (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut it up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut it up, just shut up, shut up

We try to take it slow
But we’re still losin control
And we try to make it work
But it still ends up the worst
And I’m craaazzzy
For tryin to be your laaadddy
I think I’m goin crazy

Girl, me and you were just fine you know
We wined and dined
Did them things that couples do when in love you know
Walks on the beach and stuff you know
Things that lovers say and do
I love you boo, I love you too
I miss you a lot, I miss you even more
That’s why I flew you out
When we was on tour
But then something got out of hand
You start yellin when I’m with my friends
Even though I had legitimate reasons (bull shit)
You know I have to make them dividends(bull shit)
How could you trust our private life girl
That’s why you don’t believe my lies
And quit this lecture

Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut it up, just shut up, shut up

We try to take it slow
But we’re still losin control
And we try to make it work
But it still ends up the worst
And I’m craaazzzy
For tryin to be your laaadddy
I think I’m goin crazy

Why does he know she gotta move so fast
Love is progress if you could make it last
Why is it that you just lose control
Every time you agree on takin it slow
So why does it got to be so damn tough
Cuz fools in lust could never get enough of love
Showin him the love that you be givin
Changing up your livin
For a lovin transition
Girl lip so much she tryin to get you to listen
Being mad at each other has become our tradition
You yell, I yell, everybody yells
Got neighbors across the street sayin
“Who the hell?!?”
Who the hell?
What the hell’s going down?
Too much of the bickering
Kill it with the sound and

Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut it up, just shut up, shut up

We try to take it slow
But we’re still losin control
And we try to make it work
But it still ends up the worst
And I’m craaazzzy
For tryin to be your laaadddy
I think I’m goin crazy

Girl our love is dyin
Why can’t you stop tryin
I never been a quitah
But I do deserve betta
Believe me I will do bad
Let’s forget the past
And let’s start this new plan
Why? ‘Cause it’s the same old routine
And then next week I hear them scream
Girl I know you’re tired of the things they say
You’re damn right
‘Cause I heard them lame damn excuses just yesterday
That was a different thing
No it ain’t
That was a different thing
No it ain’t
That was a different thing
It was the same damn thing
Same ass excuses
Boy you’re usless
Whhoooaaaa

Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut it up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut up, just shut up, shut up
Shut it up, just shut up, shut up

Stop the talking baby
Or I start walking baby
(Repeat until last 4 ‘is that all there is?’)

Is that all there is (repeat x12)

Shut Up (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

You say,
I should do it differently.
I don’t,
Necessarily agree. 
Stand up!
Sit down! 
Be nice!
Did ya hear me ask for your advice?

Don’t bother,
Trying to tell me your beliefs.
Don’t want to, 
Know which way it’s good to be.
Do this! 
Do that!
On track!
Do me a favor and don’t talk back!

Round and round,
But the conversation always ends where it began.
Round and round, 
And I need a vacation.
My god, 
I’ve had it from you!

Shut up! 
Don’t want to hear your voice.
Shut up! 
I’m sick of all the noise.
There’s nothing you can say to me, 
So get away from me.
Shut up!

Blah Blah, Blah Blah, Blah Blah, Blah Blah. 

That’s what,
It sounds like you said to me.
You nag and you brag and I gag,
There’s so much beauty in what we have.

You must,
Have better things that you can do.
Or just,
Love all around me too.
What you want, 
What I need. 
Oh please!
I think you get off,
On hearing yourself speak.

Round and round, 
But the conversation always ends where it began.
Round and round, 
And I need a vacation.
My god,
I’ve had it from you!

Shut up! 
Don’t want to hear your voice.
Shut up! 
I’m sick of all the noise.
There’s nothing you can say to me, 
So get away from me.
Shut up!

Don’t want to be polite.
It’s messed up, 
How you always think you’re right.
There’s nothing you can say,
That’s gonna change the way I am.
Shut up! 

Round and round, 
But the conversation always ends where it began.
Round and round,
And I need a vacation.
My god, 
I’ve had it from you!

Shut up! 
Don’t want to hear your voice.
Shut up! 
I’m sick of all the noise.
There’s nothing you can say to me, 
So get away from me.
Shut up! 

Don’t want to be polite.
It’s messed up, 
How you always think you’re right.
There’s nothing you can say,
That’s gonna change the way I am.
Shut up!

Shut Up (Letra)

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May it never be said she’s knockin’ them dead
But is there a fame, it’s such a cryin’ shame what they’re sayin’
It’s more than a game that they’re playin’
At the start as we all should know
That she’s some kind of sleaze, that’s a social disease
Shut up, shut up

Don’t tell me that my best friend’s a menace
She might wind up in a book written by Guinness
It’s all right with me, if she wants to be
As loony as the day she was born
Shut up, shut up

Call her name in the air and she’ll soon be there
If you want her to be
Round me a bend and I’m needin’ a friend she comes to me

The story book lies, there’s stars in her eyes
She’s one of a kind and I sure am glad that I met her
I couldn’t have found one much better
But there’s something we all should know
She’s a kind of a gnu that belongs in a zoo
Shut up, shut up

Don’t tell me that my best friends like Alice
Who might wind up in a looking-glass palace
It’s all right with me, if she wants to be
As naughty as the day she was born
Shut up, shut up

Call her name in the air and she’ll soon be there
If you want her to be
Round me a bend and I’m needin’ a friend she comes to me

Don’t tell me that my best friend’s a menace
She might wind up in a book written by Guinness
It’s all right with me, if she longs to be
As nutty as the day she was born
Shut up, shut up

Call her name in the air and she’ll soon be there
If you want her to be
Round me a bend and I’m needin’ a friend she comes to me

Shut up, shut up

Shut Up (Letra)

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Shut the fuck up she said
I’m going fucking deaf
Your always too loud
Everything’s too loud

Now that all my friends left
This place is fucking dead
I want to move out
When we can move out
The shit has got to stop
I’ll run away

Get the fuck up she said
Your life is meaningless
It’s going nowhere
You’re going nowhere

You’re just a fuck up she said
I’ll live alone instead
She said "You don’t care"
I know I don’t care

I’ll never ask permission from you
Fuck off I’m not listening to you
I’m not coming home
I’m never going to come back home

I got too fucked up again
And passed out on the place
Tried to forget you
I can’t forget you

No sleep on this flight
I’ll think about the nights
We had to get through
How did we get through?

I’ll never ask permission from you
Fuck off I’m not listening to you
I’m not coming home
I’m never going to come back home
I’ll run away

I think it’s time that I should leave
I think it’s time that I should leave
I think it’s time that I should leave
I think it’s time that I should leave

I’ll never ask permission from you
Fuck off I’m not listening to you
I’m not coming home
I’m never going to come back home
I’ll run away

I think it’s time for me to leave I’ll run away
I think it’s time for me to leave I’ll run away
I think it’s time for me to leave I’ll run away
I think it’s time for me to leave

Shut Up (Letra)

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I’m Jimmy Pop here in a jiffy heat me up and add oil
I’m like a zit a wart a corn a cyst a festering boil
I get under your skin and I sebaceously form
I’m as deep as the plot to an amateur gay porn
Keep ya hungry for more like Bangladesh
Then I’ll borg di borg do borg ya like the Swedish Chef
Cause I’m one of a kind and kind of hard to find
Kind of like an Injun without his fire water wine
I’m like Schneider one day at a time
I’m feeling like Bob Vila nailing up your behind
To my wall like Daniel-son does
I’m waxing on I’m waxing off I’m waxing just because
I get wired like a Western Union and I got to be me
And I got more balls than the daily lottery
Like hemorrhoidal itch yo you can’t ignore me
Cause I’m more tongue and cheek than a lesbo orgy
And I don’t give a damn if you don’t like me
Cause’ I don’t like you cause you’re not like me
And I don’t give a damn if you don’t like me
Cause’ I don’t like you cause you’re not like me
And I don’t give a damn if you don’t like me
Cause’ I don’t like you cause you’re not like me

Second verse is different from the first

I’m Jimmy Pop I am
Jimmity Jimmity Pop I am I am
See my name’s not Hoover and I don’t give a damn
And I got a different angle like a parellelogram
And you’ll be all ears like a field of corn
I’ll make you Dizzy like Gillespie as I toot my own horn
Like a No. 2 pencil I always got a point
You’ll want to share it with friends like a poorly rolled joint
I’m Jimmy Pop y’all I’m Jimmy Pop y’all I’m an Alka Seltzer that’s right you’re a seagull
As I continue to expand your head is gonna burst
Leave a bad taste in your mouth like moldy Liverwurst
Like the Texas Chainsaw Massacre I’ll get in your face
But then I’ll brush you off like Aqua-Fresh toothpaste
Cause I’m letting off steam like a Chinese Laundromat
But I’m not a roll of Charmin so don’t give me no crap
And I don’t give a damn if you don’t like me
Cause’ I don’t like you cause you’re not like me
And I don’t give a damn if you don’t like me
Cause’ I don’t like you cause you’re not like me
And I don’t give a damn if you don’t like me
Cause’ I don’t like you cause you’re not like me

I hate a lot of whites and I hate a lot of blacks
I hate poopin’ in public places but we all hate that
I hate lesbian feminists because they’re all so damn ugly
I hate Spin Magazine cause they never ever plug me
I hate Regis and I hate Kathie Lee
I hate every single movie by that midget Spike Lee
I hate people that think I care what they think
I hate people that think their ass don’t stink
I hate Jon Bon Jovi but I hate his music more
I hate killing people because I hate to keep score
I hate you but you hate yourself too
I hate to be honest but I’d hate to be you
And I don’t give a damn if you don’t like me
Cause’ I don’t like you cause you’re not like me
And I don’t give a damn if you don’t like me
Cause’ I don’t like you cause you’re not like me
And I don’t give a damn if you don’t like me
Cause’ I don’t like you cause you’re not like me

Shut Up (Letra)

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Trick daddy f/ trina, co & deuce poppito

Chorus:
(trick daddy)
Ah-ha
Okay
What’s up?
Shut up
(4 times)

Verse 1:
(trick daddy)
Ridin’ ‘round in my brand new ’99, 4 do’ volvo
I got a pocket full of bs
Cocoa weed and ain’t got no place to go though
But all my boca boys they know though
That’s fo’ sho’ though
(are those bugle boy jeans you’re wearing?)
Hell nah, ho, you know they polo
I been used again
Choosed again
This time been wrong to chop somethin’ dumped by one of my union friends
Soon as they seen the benz
Hatin’ season was in
Hell, ‘cause they figured me for not understandin’ their reason being
But i’m the man for this
While ya’ll was doin’ fine, i was doin’ time
Just prayin’ for this
Locked up, make a plan for this
Without all that fancy shit
Way too advanced for this
Just polo socks, tanks top, and drawers upunder my pants and shit
Shut up

Chorus (8 times)

Verse 2:
(trina)
Okay, who’s the baddest bitch
Been real, been rich, been done had this shit
Big benz, big house and shit
That’s right, okay
I been down with trick
Okay, it make sense to me
‘cause if your money ain’t right you speakin’ french to me
Miss trina, don’t play wit me
Or you can say miss big, it’s okay wit me
You need a grand just to speak to me
Okay, now you straight wanna sleep wit me?
Okay, you better be fo’ sho’
‘cause i done left niggas like you stuck before
Okay,  you can ball wit me
Since you got a hot knot, spend it all wit me
Okay, ya’ll know what’s up
Okay, uh-huh, i ride
Shut up

Chorus

Verse 3:
(co)
This goes out to my nigga rolls
And them pretty ass jazzy hoes
Bitch, what’s up
C-o got a verse in the book of thugs
So when i come through, bitch, show me love
Everybody that flow, then raise it up
You got that funk, then blaze it up
I got two rolls of them phat hoes
Late night and i’m ready to bust
Are you okay?
Look like you got a lot to say
Okay, come wit it
Niggas keep hidin’ your ho, what you do that fo’
Me and money mark be done hit it
Been done split it
Okay, playboy
Fuck you say, boy?
Don’t even much bring your ho ‘round c
Niggas ya’ll better quit fuckin’ wit me
Shut up

Chorus

Verse 4:
(deuce poppito)
Lay down, playboy what’s up?
What about the slugs in your head and your gut
What’s up with the keys to the truck
Your niggas ain’t got bs in the cut
What’ up with the safe, what’s the combo?
Open that shit, nigga, fuck all the convo
Say shin, what’s up wit ya haitian
Party out, birds at the safe house, waitin’
What’s up, why you strutted, d
I ain’t ‘bout shit, but a quarter key
Nigga ya better not be playin’ me
You gon’ bleed to death, you understand me
What’s up
You ready to go?
You ready to tongue kiss with the new 4-4
What’s up
Nigga say somethin’
Set your crime, ready to spray something’
Gun play, how i got the stripes
2-4 k turned out the lights
Gun play, how i got the stripes
2-4 k turned out the lights

Chorus (8 times)

Shut Up! (Letra)

Amen

Amen

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I’m the man downtown
South central la
Time to roll now
Got the cause got no goods
Shotgun on my side
Not too much to bleed
Big time big man
Got my gun
Got my plan

I’m past the central
Downtown la
Tidal wave excursion
Goddamn that scene
Too much color too many faces
Too many words
Goddamn their places

My father’s not in heaven
My mother’s not the same
Goddamn this town took centuries
Separate downtown in my way

Keep it down
Just keep it down
You gotta keep it down
Keep quiet now
Keep it down
Gotta keep it down
Just shut up
Keep it

My father
My father
My father
My father
My mother
My murder
Just keep it down
Keep it down

Shut Up (Letra)

Blink 182

Blink 182

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I tell you I didn’t do it
‘Cause I wasn’t there
Don’t blame me, it just isn’t fair
You listen to their side
Now listen to mine
Can’t think of a story
Sure you’ll find me sometime

Now pass the blame and don’t blame me
Just close your eyes and count to three
(One two three)
Then I’ll be gone and you’ll forget
The broken window, t.v. set

It wasn’t me either, I’m just his mate
He told me to stand here and watch the gate
I’ve got a wife and three kids you know
They’ll tell you I’m straight, at least I think so
I’m as honest as the day is long,
The longer the daylight, the less I do wrong

Now pass the blame and don’t blame me
Just close your eyes and count to three
(One two three)
Then I’ll be gone and you’ll forget
The broken window, t.v. set

Pass the blame and don’t blame me
Just close your eyes and count to three
(One two three)
Then I’ll be gone and I’ll forget
That what you give is what you get…

Pass the blame and don’t blame me
Just close your eyes and count to three
(One two three)
Then I’ll be gone and you’ll forget
The broken window, t.v. set

Pass the blame and don’t blame me
Just close your eyes and count to three
(One two three)
Then I’ll be gone and I’ll forget
That what you give is what you get…