Papoose - You Made Your Choice

Song Rating: 8.38/10

Song lyrics:

This is our bump in the road
Theres no where to go, no no
You made your choice

Place, BK, whats the occasion?
Party around the wait
You DJin, of course K-slate
Your favorite day of the week, payday

You f**in wit me hold on, ay ay
She my sister like Brandy and Ray-J
Whats the name of your clique, thug-a-thug-acation
Thats not a gang, its an organization

How many awards u won, bout a deuce
Whats your name fool, Papoose, Pa Poose
The industry aint prepared for us
They ask questions, aint understandin us

We be rappin over tracks that they scared to touch
Came to my show, everybodies hands was up
He was hidin in the basement, I was tearin it up
Told Sn?? now Im callin your bluff, Hello

Whenever you call me, Ill be there
Whenever you want me, Ill be there
Whenever you need me, Ill be there
Ill be around

So Im like Scarface, Im sittin the the jaccuzi
One hand on my dick, other hand on my uzi
Shorty blockin the TV wit her booty
Whatchin the 50 flick, them bootleggers sold me the movie

Ill be givin the grand for cheap usely
But tell em lil n***as gonna pawn their j**elry
Its the cash, yall know what this is, throw me the stash
The words that I spoke unto light show me the path



Them other ghetto gave me a gun, told me to blast

Learn to pa** master my mack ?? to flash
Its the Nas ??, a dream, the dream of life
I payed the price, spent through my nights, I need the light

Cops hold the keys to your chains, and read your rights
Its hard to get your mind to believe your life
This struggle keep me feelin doom, hopin these clouds will clear the moon
I heal the wounds, give my kids the silver spoon

This is a our bump in the road
Theres no where to go, no no
You made your choice

Streets, we was entertainment, stay on the rise
Old dogg behind me slay on my side
We dont stop for nutin, we stay on the grind
Every Wednesday, catch us on Shade 45

Every Thursday, catch us on live Hot 9
You can call me, my number 5-9 nevermind
n***as say Im light in the a**, I say whatever
I weigh as much pounds as Floyd Mayweather

Listen homie I hit the bag, lets get together
I run these Mcs like Im tougher than leather
You really think your artist nice, he on the brink
Of becomin the next n***a, he your weak link

Put him next to me, if thats what you think
I make him look like sh**, that n***a stink
They havin battles with the Jackets??, Im gonna creep
Sayin yeah you better watch out for me with the mix, never call me

Whenever you call me, Ill be there
Whenever you want me, Ill be there
Even if I have to call, Ill be there
Ill be around

Date of text publication: 17.01.2021 at 09:08