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paul wall & termanology – clubber lang كلمات اغاني

[intro]
right now at 5:30
a deadly and braising shooting in brooklyn
oh, sh_t
i, self, wall and ceo
statik you tell ’em (statik selektah)
that’s me
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: wais p]
expansive six_room mansion taken by the government
makin’ manson moves, big guns i’m lovin’ it
suckers hit, i’m dubbin’ it, clubber lang clubbin’ it
twenty sack stuffin’ it, bad b_tch cuffin’ it
and i done had enough of this nursery breakin’ me rhymes
n_ggas lyin’, they got perjury lines
it’s like surgery, your life’s literally on the line
and my designs, pure cancer, these pure anthems
got ’em dancin’ in the streets, not from thе beat
but from the shots that jump outta the hеat
f_ck your thought, blood sport, blood on my diors
shootin’ n_ggas on tour, leavin’ ’em stretched
i’m naughty with the glock .40, that’s why i named it treach
i blame respect for the reason you gotta get checked when i’m on the set
and stop askin’ me for the connect, i crash and wreck
and put holes through the door of your baby mamma address
global mogul get you injured, come in a gang
when the chip nick folds you, you hold you
i’m the greatest, but you too busy ridin’ d_cks to play this
so f_ck you and your playlist (f_ck ’em)
[verse 2: paul wall & termanology]
i just want the money and the power, the opposite of coward
open carried pistol, ar ready to shower
i was taught brain power over manpower
used to hustle in the towers, now my repertoire a tower
cauliflower tempura, i’m ready
nose dive, slippery slope, you goin’ sleddin’
wais p and p dub with statik in the kitchen
got some suckers tuckin’ tail, ’cause they don’t want ascension
quick decision, pay up or else pain get felt
i need every last dollar and the change on the shelf
i’m goin’ stealth, i’m tryna make gains to my wealth
while you sittin’ ’round playin’ with yourself
f_ck that, you playin’ with sacks, i’m chasin’ the sack
fresh outta sax, jet fuel blow it like a sax
paper stacked to the max, i just want the scr_ps
get me every dime due plus tax
all of it, every dime
every dollar, and anything else you got
and f_ck all the bullsh_t, you know what i’m talkin’ about? (hurry up)

[verse 3: termanology]
i’m wakin’ up in the penthouse ’cause of my pen
mami fresh out the penthouse, i done it again
i bagged me a model slash entrepreneur
got her sellin’ p_ssy pictures, pounds, powder and more
cook coke, lookin’ like clam chowder galore
my accounts off shore, sippin’ crown top floor
my new b_tch a dog, yo, she got the lock jaw
put in work then i told her get the condom out the drawer
got my paul wall grill and my wais p mink
like my mommy’s caramel and my rosé pink
color coordinated to fit custom made it
the brick off_white, it’s like virgil made it
the bricks, they get wrapped, your b_tch get kidnapped
we usin’ her for the weekend, we gon’ give her right back
we gettin’ it out the trap, peppermint out the pack
8_ball hit hard like i’m battlin’ on smack
[verse 4: kxng crooked]
watch what you do for the love, krs said it’ll get you
dope boys on the gram postin’ predator pictures
my homie in front of the cvs beggin’ for liquor
hate that the drugs f_cked him up, he was a regular n_gga
i picked him up, take him to eat his favorite seafood and dinner rolls
kept givin’ him red snapper and never a fishin’ pole
didn’t know i wasn’t helpin’ until it hit my soul
gave him some paper, like here write down all your different goals
and gimme a call when you ready to work them
he never called, still layin’ down, guessed the hurt floored him
but back to these raps, so wavy i surf board ’em
so dirty, you gotta hit the earth’s core to search for ’em
my n_gga, that’s how i hopped in the blue rag, new jag’
paint so silky, look like a durag
the coroner zipped me, i’m fresh to death in my new bag
i survive what few have, so why you mad? too bad
now you know who you in the presence of, denny’s after the titty bar
no charlamagne but that’s the breakfast club
smith and wesson snug for family, i got that wreckless love
f_ck around and you catch a slug, now you really met the plug
herby love bug bucket hat
salt and pepper beard, i don’t f_ck with none of y’all
y’all n_ggas h_lla weird
y’all gon’ make me take off like a learjet
b_tches hear the lyrics, get h_rny, n_gga, they ears wet
let’s rap about it

- paul wall termanology

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