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[Sean Hampton]
Same shit in the hood n*ggas is liquored up
Little n*ggas blickered up
Gang n*ggaz run up on them hit em up
Brooklyn yeah you know how they give it up
Fly with the birds before I ever be a sitting duck
Been to jail lets me tell ya first bidding sucks
Unless you at an auction tryna get a truck
So get ya bucks, live it up, until „he” send for us
Probably end up in heaven with ya puffing angel dust
Or maybe going straight to hell because of infamous tales that I tell about my life
Like the couple plates (pounds) that could sell by tonight
And don’t ask if we going down on the price
Swimming in deep waters you might drown on the mic
All I say is one-two and the crowd getting hype
Get hype, as ignite, excite, lights get bright
But I’m the type to absorb I’m scotch brite (bright)
Energy fed off is the same that thrown back
Means I eat more off ya’ll feedback
You hear that lyricist yeah we need that
But some of us will trade this all to bring „Steez” back
Relax never in my G’von sweater
Cuban link, P Don sipper
Fresh shades new J’s on
Sorry these Bvlgari, „F” Ray Ban
But them bands we about that
No credit, straight cash little n*gga you could count that
Talk shit but I back it up, I-Cloud that
Matter fact give me this back, I count that
What’s wrong with these rappers with all of this trap, snap crap
Damn I just wish „Weezy” could bring „the drought” back
Until then, listen to this „soundcloud that”
And since a n*gga talking about clouds „loudpack” thattttttttttttt
Light it up
One for my n*ggaz up top I light it up
Because like a supervisor I only could write them up
Like whatever you need my n*gga just kite it up
You know I got you whenever I got the gwop (cash) to
Cop you, a couple of things send up a box or two
Wishing I could send up an ox or two
Does selling yourself short make you a prostitute
Not at all bro life has it’s obstacles
So if you in hot water just know I’m popping with you
And when you come home you gonna be popping with me
Usually do ten, tonight we popping fifty
Live it up while we still young
They call me Mr. Hampton but im still „Yung”
Yeah „Yung P.U” n*igga
And all my rooms still got a sea view n*gga
Means I’m staying above sea level
Steady rolling up and steaming like a tea kettle
These n*ggaz falling off like cheap bezels
If you feel offended then sue me bet you my team settle
So what you talking is irrelevant
Work hard for ours we ain’t living off a settlement
Or worse then jerks who be living off embezzlement
Oyster P roley like „where the hell the bezel went”
Bust downs yeah they hard to find
Makes it that much hard to sell
N*ggaz say they getting money but its hard to tell
Or o.t but really ain’t got no hard for sale
Just some flyers and posters, I’m going hard as hell
So when I sellout shows ya’ll know I market well
I ain’t just looking for a deal
Because every time I get to rap I get to tell them how I feel
How I feel, really, really feel
Really feel, really, really feel (repeat)
HAMPTON!
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