DOAP NIXON - The Wait Is Over lyrics

rate me

Yeah, Lost Cauze, Doap Dixon

Uh, da Army in here

Salute me, yeah

Uh, fuck with ma brotha Doap and I'm a cut his throat

We definition representin' what is Doap?

What is hope when ya faith get tested?

Yeah, what is coke when da weight ain't stretchin'?

Yeah, what is hate when da hatin' ain't affectin'?

A buncha mad niggas we comin' for mad figgaz

That upset money, that coke and wet money

That Frank Lucas buried under da steps money

This official like a breath with a whisle

I'm from where young buls can't read but day rep with day pistols

Yeah, respect is a issue but neva with mines

Y'all funkies get away da shit but neva with crimes

Stick not like a pregnant jawn

I'm fenna rawn show 'em

Flatten ya face use it to eat my breakfast on

Your lyrics is wack dey disrespect da song

Crush kill everyone, thas why my checks is long

Yeah, I'm on their heels Reef, yo, let's go

Yo, y'all niggas is average learnin' to crawl

Producers is mad ass, we don't return ya calls

Ya emails get deleted so beat it

Ya helps is not needed, Knowledge itself completes it

Divine cipher power slit in this game nice

Signed a deal burnt my advance on da same night

(Let's go) This game so foul, so many cats

So many petty labels, so many traps

Ya moms shoulda put you in a school to clean clothes

Dudes ova here hit gold with mean flows

I'm in a I'll Reef stay on da road

Da Pharaohs doing shows, I got that year on da stove

My whole life felt like I'm stuck at a stoplight

But seein' how da hustlaz got that money to wash right

Me and Reef came from da nights we slang white

To spittin' out Bangkok rippin' da same mic

Yeah, ain't nobody fuckin' with da .38 on my waist

And when that bulldog bark it'll lay you to waste

I ain't fuckin' around with ya, y'all need to stay in ya place

And da vest ain't gonna help you God I aim at da face

Y'all ain't doin' shit original fam

And my gun is da same color as The Original Man

I caught a body and I put da shit to digital cam

That shit you makin' ain't a hit it's just a pitiful jam

Yeah, ayo Doap cuzin' hit 'em with da .40 glock

Make his body levitate and he can do a dome with 'Pac

Y'all mothafuckaz should just take this as a warnin' shot

I'm bout to celebrate, I heard about da fallin' cop

Y'all think y'all could fuck with Paz and it's not hardly

I put your name in da obituary - John Tardy

My whole cipha should be dreaded like Bob Marley

And it ain't anotha human thas Master Farad Godly

Fuckin' cock sucker -AOTP

Sour Diesel, what da fuckin' deal niggas