Papoose - Air It Out lyrics

Yea

ya'll already know who this is

Got the voice of Brooklyn, I know ya'll niggas here my footsteps out there

Aka sellasone aka one point jaz, imma tell ya'll now right? aka, i know what im sayin ready? Papoose, Pap-poose.

Cock the thang, air it out

cock the thang, air it out

cock the thang, air it out

cock the thang, air it out

Now wit a hammer lets grip it, cock it back lets spit it, we spot lets stick it, wit a work lets flip it.

Cock the thang, now air it out

cock the thang, now air it out.

I was sittin' on da stoop, sittin' on da stoop, sitting on da stoop wit the ruger on my side now im ridin' in a coupe, ridin' in a coupe, ridin' in a coupe wit the ruger on my side.

Cock the thang, now air it out

cock the thang, air it out

cock the thang, air it out

cock the thang, air it out.

I was on 4 Tenth street down town Brooklyn

Iced out so these niggas keep lookin', he aint know Pap had to step on him, cock the thing back then i step to him.

Cock the thang, now air it out x4

I was on Touch It Remix, man i did my thing

when i came up made shit done change now the one point job is ma name, STOP! Show them how that gun bang.

Cock the thang, now air it out x4

I was on 47 Fella-Diamond District THEN,

Baby Bling got ma wrist glistenin',rappas say they wanna get it in wit him, when they see him they dont say shit to him.

Cock the thang, now air it out x4

Kay-slay double K shouldn't it P A P

Carry our guns through the industry

Talk tough then we tell you R I P

So all ya'll punk rappers stop comin' at me

Cock the thang, now air it out x3

Cock the thang, cock suckas!

Thanks to Andrea for these lyrics