Godfather of Harlem - Shit don't feel right (feat. Buddy)

[Intro]
H-Money

[Chorus: Buddy]
Shit don't feel right, the shit don't feel right
The shit don't feel right, shit don't feel right
Shit don't feel right, the shit don't feel right
The shit don't feel right, shit don't feel right

[Refrain: Buddy]
Coming, coming for you
Motherfucker, good luck (Yeah, oh-oh)
Watch when I pull up (Pull up, pull up)
Motherfucker, good luck (Yeah, oh-oh)

[Verse: Buddy]
You don't wanna mess with Bumpy Johnson, you don't wanna fuck around in Harlem
Nigga, you must be crazy, you crazy, you crazy, uh
Shut the fuck up, you all talk, nigga, we just mob bosses
Don't you know we crazy, we crazy, we crazy? Uh
We finna bust it wide open, so I suggest you lay low
'Cause this shit might get crazy, get crazy, get crazy, uh
I'm 'bout to crush all my opponents, soon as I catch you all alone
Nigga, I bet you dying slow, you crazy, you crazy

[Refrain: Buddy]
Coming, coming for you
Motherfucker, good luck
Watch when I pull up
Motherfucker, good luck

[Chorus: Buddy]
Shit don't feel right, the shit don't feel right
The shit don't feel right, shit don't feel right
Shit don't feel right, the shit don't feel right
The shit don't feel right, shit don't feel right

[Refrain: Buddy]
Coming, coming for you
Motherfuckеr, good luck (Yeah, oh-oh)
Watch when I pull up (Pull up, pull up)
Motherfuckеr, good luck (Yeah, oh-oh)