This is a song about "Making em shake"

I put the nigga in his casket

(milkshake)that thing shake with it

Make the ground shake like a trimmer,

Pour out a little liquor

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

Bite into your bangs, shake the chains.

Aw shit, the piggy is getting near

Shake it for the man of the year

Shake it for the man of the year

And never should you fear

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

It might take a crown to boxlot shake

Real quiet bout to make you shake

We both had dreams of being great

Slithering snake you whither and shake

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate