Popa Wu - Come One, Come All Lyrics
[intro]Yeah yeah (yo)Turn my mic up, one twoEast coast gangsters (straight brooklyn right here)(east coast gangster, east coast gangster)Come to let ya niggas knowOne time and one time onlyWe aint playin[shacronz]Yo, yo, yo, yoStay charm, livin, everybody wanna know cons positionIm in the strong condition, plus theres no competitionPop dons, twistin up, arm glistenRza truck, lean dudes in the hallway, sittin, spittin upDont think about gettin up, this world aint forgettin usOn the streets, we crizzin cuts, too late me missed the busSo I hop in the train, poppin them thingsShootin stupid, hittin every cop in my laneHip hop is my game, my job, my hustleHad to rob and scuffle, when the projects, the God struggleIn the public, you know for thuggin crewLittle rugged dude, comin thruLike the man in front of you, you cant do nuthin dudeWho is he? catch me in a pair of shoes, pissySeen more grands than you, lizzy, when it comes to crimeAint nuthin, my first guns a nineSummertime, frontin on the block, we get ones with nineWhos wild? new style, some say Im too foulYa rap dudes is curtail, sit back and watch my loot palSlot time eliminatin, ya rhymes a criminatinShine innovatin, two dimes in rotation, mind insinuationGod, ya dudes is weak, sometimes I be losin sleepTo write that shit, that make ya move ya feetMy fuse is deep, on tape aint confuse my speechLock me up, behind bars, cuz I refuse to speak[chorus 2x: shacronz]Come one, come all, if you wanna ballAll weak niggas on the floorWe can take it to the courts, guns involved, my sons involvedCant ***** with it, if theres no ones involved[freemurder]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yoI squeeze heaters, take you out of here on someI dont need ya, swiss cheese yaKeep you runnin like cheetahsSqueeze 16s, thru they 9 millimetersRam came back, short stop like two re-upsGet money, ***** squeezers, send my dogs to get out yaWith sweepers, lil free a sneak yaSplash ya, put 3 strikes on ya like adidasYa causin blood on my sneakersSqueeze with ease, shot sound like four speakersAffiliated with streetsweapersThats why they get sprayed in the night with red beamersGet laid in broad daylight, ya fools dont want itClick all you, run up on youRob pools, on they floor, jewels, gun on youGrimy when I want to, no tellin what Im gon doWhat ya niggas wanna do? throw shots at ya mom tooCant beat me, call me, ya faggots disappoint meThrowin shots at ya head, back frontin for meShootin for my block away, Im blazin a ackYa niggas quick to but ya glock awayYa niggas cant rock with me, ya niggas aint stoppin meMost *****es be clockin meCant bag one ***** with the other chick clockin me[chorus 2x][shacronz]I burn the enterprise, with recognitiativeWe dont surrender to faggotsYou got to shoot me to try to injure my statusThe things you do, make a lot of these contenders the maddestBut not me I visit cabbage, make ya render the karatThis in the average of 8 shells, cape swellsOn these streets peak with my tape sellsLook how we creep in eight waleHoes in barrettes, scheme boatin on the coast of javaBloods loke, bust guns for dadaIm defensive, a lineman like mean joe greenSell no dreams, hold the fort in my polo jeansBlow cream, blow steam, I make hoes screamIn front of the stage, I watch the hoes fiendI want the bread, ***** the lawHustle with guns, gotta cut the rawThe devil my one, pedal touchin the fourDudes fumble when I come, my metals bustin for warWe never settle the score, devils watchin ya door, what?[chorus to fade]
