Papoose - A Threat And A Promise (Produced By Charlemagne & Steve King) | Текст песни

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• Papoose
• A Threat And A Promise (Produced By Charlemagne & Steve King)

(Papoose Talking)
A threat and a promise, coming again
man I got so much material in the streets right now I'm drownin yall niggaz
the water up to yall necks... I'm a Threat

[Chorus 1]
they scared to death of my mind cuz I'm a threat
they fear me in the flesh cuz I'm a threat
I'm going to war with the world on each coast
is that a threat or a promise? thats both

[Verse 1]
A threat (a threat) and a promise (and a promise)
.50 calibers and llamas (and llamas)
little kids and baby mamas (baby mamas)
sittin on the V.I. floors for hours (for hours)
move marajuana and powder (and powder)
just so we could make a couple dollars (couple dollars)
I'll give you a lead shower (lead shower)
cuz I aint no motherfuckin coward (coward)
niggaz only respect power (respect power)
thats why we the kings of drama
aiiyo I'm straight outta that hood that them dudes call Bed-Stuy
the blood told me "naw Papoose is a red stuy"
I asked him "whats poppin" he told me "that five"
I told him "yeah rep yours cuz I'ma rep mines"
Thuga-Thuga, nigga what you wanna wanna
dude I done told you I aint scared of you motherfuckaz
Scarface jacket throw it down with the black chuckaz
I'm the hottest nigga on the street ask ya baby mother
that weed keep my mind out the gutter
so I stay high like the word we use to greet eachother
look before you cross me you heartless fuck
thats like crossin the street full of cars and trucks
and I'm from ?Bang bridge meat squash and what
if I see him on the streets I'ma wash him up

[Chorus 2]
you tryin to intimidate me you aint a threat
talkin indirect you aint a threat
you not promised tomorrow so grip ya toast
is that a threat or a promise? thats both

[Verse 2]
he got his money down, but he call half bet
I dont play that sucker shit I sweep all cash bets
when you get money gotta keep yo stash yes
cuz you know the feds like to keep all assets
clip full of dummies like a seatbelt crash test
carry more shells than a seashell crab fest
I dont like to argue thats that female fag mess
I get at niggaz like a email address
ya man is a snitch, I saw the papers from the case
he made statements on some niggaz cakin outta state
how you got this coward nigga fakin in my face
when this nigga done made more statements than a bank
they dont wanna bang with the automatic addict
my gun game is like mathematics
take them away like subtraction, no algebra complication
break them down like multiplication
in shoot outs I'm the remainder like division
my M1 is spittin, listen homie I carry the 1 like addition
I harmonize in the shower, do my thing
but since Luther Vandross died, I cant sing
and I got a good sense of humor if I aint mad
but since Richard Pryor passed away, I cant laugh
thats a promise, we all promised to die
whats the threat when I look and see the fear in your eyes

[Repeat Chorus 1]