Papoose - You Made Your Choice lyrics

rate me

This is our bump in the road

There's no where to go, no no

You made your choice

Place, BK, what's the occasion?

Party around the wait

You DJin, of course K-slate

Your favorite day of the week, payday

You fuckin wit me hold on, ay ay

She my sister like Brandy and Ray-J

whats the name of your clique, thug-a-thug-acation

Thats not a gang, it's an organization

How many awards u won, bout a deuce

What's your name fool, Papoose, Pa Poose

The industry ain't prepared for us

They ask questions, ain't understandin us

We be rappin over tracks that they scared to touch

Came to my show, everybodies hands was up

He was hidin in the basement, I was tearin it up

Told Sn?? now I'm callin your bluff, "Hello"

Whenever you call me, I'll be there

Whenever you want me, I'll be there

Whenever you need me, I'll be there

I'll be around

So I'm like Scarface, I'm sittin the the jaccuzi

One hand on my dick, other hand on my uzi

Shorty blockin the TV wit her booty

Whatchin the 50 flick, them bootleggers sold me the movie

I'll be givin the grand for cheap usely

But tell em lil niggas gonna pawn their jewelry

It's the cash, yall know what this is, throw me the stash

The words that I spoke unto light show me the path

Them other ghetto gave me a gun, told me to blast

Learn to pass master my mack ?? to flash

It's the Nas ??, a dream, the dream of life

I payed the price, spent through my nights, I need the light

Cops hold the keys to your chains, and read your rights

It's hard to get your mind to believe your life

This struggle keep me feelin doom, hopin these clouds will clear the moon

I heal the wounds, give my kids the silver spoon

This is a our bump in the road

There's no where to go, no no

You made your choice

Streets, we was entertainment, stay on the rise

Old dogg behind me slay on my side

We don't stop for nutin, we stay on the grind

Every Wednesday, catch us on Shade 45

Every Thursday, catch us on live Hot 9

You can call me, my number 5-9 nevermind

Niggas say I'm light in the ass, I say whatever

I weigh as much pounds as Floyd Mayweather

Listen homie I hit the bag, let's get together

I run these Mc's like I'm tougher than leather

You really think your artist nice, he on the brink

Of becomin the next nigga, he your weak link

Put him next to me, if that's what you think

I make him look like shit, that nigga stink

They havin battles with the Jackets??, I'm gonna creep

Sayin yeah you better watch out for me with the mix, never call me

Whenever you call me, I'll be there

Whenever you want me, I'll be there

Even if I have to call, I'll be there

I'll be around