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Artiste:
PNC
Titre:
What's Up
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PNC yeah, sup bro with your shit I did a dub with car went and bought it Fucking enjoyed it, who betta than this? Hey im feeling ya Jordans, the leather is fresh You recording your next disc, who woulda guessed? Can i buy you a drink or a low key sesh? You dont smoke? Well thats cool with me Can i take a little time to just shoot the breeze? See this tat on my arm, it's the name of my bestfriend Died in a car crash this year, now he resting in heaven But he bump you 24/7 He listened to ya shit, then get to penning his lyrics And say "I wanna rhyme like him" When I hear ya shit i'm reminded of him And his spirit, so thanks for that Let me slap ya hand and let you go my man I let you go my man I let you go And i say Whats up? In the streets and clubs And I thank each and everyone for the love We down, then hug, and when i'm out they shout Whats up whats up? Some chill and some just fuck But i say whats up my cuz? Whether you mate or a hating chump To me it's all love so I say whats up? PNC yeah, nah bro fuck your shit I listened to that Rookie Card Fuck it was all shit Glad i pawned it, who betta than this? I got cousins and all them would get on that list They recording the next disc, shit A of the best Grow slow up your raps, take a low key breath You a joke not cool to me Just Roll clip look like a fool to me See this tat on my arm, its the city I rep man Dont even try step through there, or you be resting in heaven I heard so and so kicked your head in Well listen to the shit, you think your the man in your lyrics Or you just try to buy it off Em Big and Jay but you aint quite like them Your shit is not gangsta, Sam Dont even slap my hand Or you'll get slapped my man Get back my man? You get slapped And i say Whats up? In the streets and clubs And I thank each and everyone for the love We down, then hug, and when i'm out they shout Whats up whats up? Some chill and some just fuck But i say whats up my cuz? Whether you mate or a hating chump To me it's all love so I say whats up?