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Young Pappy

2 Of Everything

 

2 Of Everything

(álbum: 2 Cups: Pt. 2 — Everything - 2015)


[Young Pappy:]
("Wait, wait, wait hol' on! ")
Wait, pour me up two times for Two Cups
A deuce and the liter, two eights of kush got me too stuck
Ever since Pooh Bear died, I ain't give two fucks
About no nigga, I treat niggas like I'm Ku Klux
That mean I don't hang with 'em!
Nah, I don't bang with 'em!
It been the same ten year niggas that done changed, nigga Swear I stay the same through all the pain and this rain, nigga Blow out his brain, I see everything he think, nigga

Wait, pour me up two times for Two Cups
A deuce and the liter, two eights of kush got me too stuck
Ever since Pooh Bear died, I ain't give two fucks
About no nigga, I treat niggas like I'm Ku Klux
That mean I don't hang with 'em!
Nah, I don't bang with 'em!
It been the same ten year niggas that done changed, nigga Swear I stay the same through all the pain and this rain, nigga Blow out his brain, I see everything he think, nigga

Wait, wait slow me up, I ain't with that bullshit
Pour me up another time, now I'm on that bullshit
They say I turned savage I used to be on some cool shit
They must got me confused with the niggas I was cool with shooting shit
I kept shit a 'hunnid since I been a young
I'm used to having nothing that's why I do all this stunting Niggas who I beef with they don't tweak cause they know how I'm coming
He dead on me, he run up on me, must be high off something
I don't know what niggas be thinking but I know niggas be tweaking
Keep yo' eyes open, limit yo' blinking
She thirsty to have my kids so I'm gon' let her swallow my semen
I never refused them county calls cause not one time my shit ringed
Cause I know how that shit feel, fake niggas gon' say that real Real niggas gon' play they role, broke niggas can't pay they bill I wish niggas stop all this block popping but I guess that's the way that they drill
Two cups, two blunts, two bottles popping the only way my pain gon' heal
Say I know how that shit feel, fake niggas gon' say that real Real niggas gon' play they role, broke niggas can't pay they bill I wish niggas stop all this block popping but I guess that's the way that they drill
Two cups, two blunts, two bottles popping the only way my pain gon' heal... ("Wait hol' on! ")

Wait, pour me up two times for Two Cups
A deuce and the liter, two eights of kush got me too stuck
Ever since Pooh Bear died, I ain't give two fucks
About no nigga, I treat niggas like I'm Ku Klux
That mean I don't hang with 'em!
Nah, I don't bang with 'em!
It been the same ten year niggas that done changed, nigga Swear I stay the same through all the pain and this rain, nigga Blow out his brain, I see everything he think, nigga

[Lil Vell:]
Ride through the opps hood in the steamer van
If we see a opp, slide doors
Five niggas hop out with' eight or nine poles '
Till like 89 shots, fuck like 85 hoes I'm a motherfucking demon OTE be the team and [?] we do too much for no reason
Been sipping on lean so I'm leaning off all of these drugs
You take all of these slugs if you tweaking
All of them shots!
Lil' nigga don't leave off this block until you get off all of them rocks
Yelling [?] block and I be with them 50 niggas
They know 50 got all the lil' thots
They like, "Damn, we can't take y'all!"
"Catch y'all at the club we gon' spray y'all!"
Better ask the opps about Shay Dog Cannon, how we do y'all? Move shit around like a U-Haul
Better ask the opps about Q-Ball before you get yo' shit blew off!
I be with' a whole lotta' shooters, I be with' a whole lotta' killers Got a whole lot of Rugers, smoking on a whole bunch of Munchie
Flexing on a whole scout, money, hoes say I'm acting funny Everybody know I keep a ratchet, two Glock.40's with a Tec And I'm in love with the act and just hollered at the plug, better patch it
Give a fuck if he taxing, I'm a make this shit back, man

[Young Pappy:]
Wait, pour me up two times for Two Cups
A deuce and the liter, two eights of kush got me too stuck
Ever since Pooh Bear died, I ain't give two fucks
About no nigga, I treat niggas like I'm Ku Klux
That mean I don't hang with 'em!
Nah, I don't bang with 'em!
It been the same ten year niggas that done changed, nigga Swear I stay the same through all the pain and this rain, nigga Blow out his brain, I see everything he think, nigga

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