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Popa Wu lyrics Sundown lyrics [Intro: ShaCronz] Yo, what's up? The fuck is the deal? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ShaCronz, the high Juan With my affiliates, U.K. All day, and y'all fucked up now What? What? Yo, yo.. [Chorus 2X: ShaCronz] When the sundown Clear the court, I got my guns now All y'all tough niggaz run now [I Born] Eh yo.. it's the I, mic murder first degree No doubt no pressure, where beef? First that's Free Had a punk pay the certain seed BT's had me on freeze, where they wear sheets On concretes, harm fleets, wise generals retreat On reach, peace, where the each is own It's in eats in homes, thief will fly Beast with chrome, top rated, Billy plated Shaded, throw it up nigga, run it, give it up nigga Trigger anthems, stay jig inhalin, die scramblin Cannon of the mobster, that phantom that got ya Set up, chop they necks, sword'll keep they head up Them vexed where its freedom, in death get yo head up [Freemurder] Free no rep, snitches get they wig tore back Why you tellin me and I already know that? Fast frame dude like Kodak Showin 'em, where the coke at Pump wiz who's nose that blow crack Got up and got the dough back See no plaques, niggaz see the 16's and hold that Flip C.R.E.A.M. and blow that, flip trees and blow that Lil' Free squeeze with ease and you know that [Chorus 2X] [Jet Black] I'm on some new shit, click do hits to keep the crew rich Fly dude that move bricks, cruisin in new whips Chicks watch the juice drip, shines keep you hypnotized Illegal enterprise, playin pies, only my click'll rise To the top of New York with Cronz poppin the cork On the Don, mob got it locked in the fort Cops I extort, crew pack nothin less than two gats (ya heard?) I move crack to Stat', loop my troup to shoot back Chicks say ";who dat?";, fly Don ya got ya eyes on Ty-Jigs, ShaCronz, spray it like dry lawn Claracuzo, last long, marry a fuzzo Married to the mob, my broad carry a uz-o Hoes in Parasuco's, dough long like my new pole True cold lows, froze with bloody loopholes Blow mackin noodles, pop the mack double uno Toss like Hugo, floss numero uno [ShaCronz] Yo, what's up now? Niggaz ain't got y'all guns now Y'all don't seem so tough now Cronz spit, y'all nerds fuck with the wrong click Pack long shit, liquor and C.R.E.A.M., check out my team Hilfiger jeans, this ice shirt, this bitch in the seam Ass show, chickens grab me, jumpin out of Lincoln Mabby's In front of nail salons, cats hail the Don I fuck bitches pale, blonde, frail or long My comrades get hailed and showned Bailbond, nice Royce, course, hail storms Trash dances instead of jungle weed In the jungle we, bubble keys In the bubble jeep, S3, team all plunky with ease We on some snake shit, hungry to squeeze You don't need no gun and cheese [Chorus 4X] [Outro: ShaCronz] What? All y'all faggot motherfuckers Ha, shit is real in the battlefield What? U.K., 10th Chamber For real, ShaCronz, Billy Box Ty-Jigs, the emperor Lil' Free, F-R-double E The Gods, same thang How we movin? (U.K.) U.K., U.K., U.K. Other Popa Wu lyrics: I Ain't Playin No More lyrics Who's Got Game? lyrics Three Amigos (If It's On) lyrics Gangster Theme lyrics New Improved lyrics Life of a Gangster lyrics Red Rum lyrics Simply Ludicrous lyrics Back of the Church lyrics You're My Everything lyrics I Like to Ride It lyrics Never Shit Where You Eat lyrics Prepare for the Buddha Monk lyrics Come One, Come All lyrics How it Goes lyrics |