Sadat X

Sadat X - Sauce For Birdheads lyrics

(feat. Shawn Black)

Yeah, yeah

Let's get it on

Don't sleep 'cause you might slip, yo [Chorus x8]

Shawn Black-

Eyes was gazin' as we came through blazin'

Honeys gamin', I caught this money maintaining, uh!

Now back to the problem that just ocurred

Yo, you reap what you sew, peep my flow really dope, yo

The drug traffic, crack packin', Shawn Blackin'

Brother in the back, he with the nickel-plated Maxin'

Actin' as if, but son caught the 4/5th

Spittin' out clips, he's shootin' down with 6/6

Now went side the rooftop, I had 2 Glocks

My bitch had the out of town tickets right in the shoebox

Now we all settin' up shop with Pearl Drops

Connect our props, my click don't tickety-tock

Clientele ,word is born, quite strong

With Black Shawn the bitch slid, with a stash of two bricks

I had to see you when we reached Connecticut

Now I jumped on the celly , bad feeling in my belly

That war broke I left the whole crib smelly

We all about ballin', yo you slip when you fuckin' fallin'

[Chorus x6]

[Sadat X]

Hey yo, 2 bricks lost, that's a lot Black

Hey yo, I told you 'bout them ho's dick

Ho's will be the death of you

They'll lead you in ambush

And there won't be nothin' left of you

That's hard-earned, I aint got no money to burn

Hey yo, where's this chick at? Uh-huh, For real get my money back

Cause I don't give a fuck where she go or who she know

Just recover that, don't make me smother this witch

Aint you with me Shawn Black?, don't you want to be rich?

Cause I'm too old and it's too cold to pick

Outside hand-to-hand, I don't want to be the man

You understand?

for years, told him not to enough

Kids are gettin' football #

Thinkin' mad things, while a sleeping man slumbers

[Chorus]

[Duo]

Aint no trace, I guess murder is the case

Hey yo , honey look good so don't rock her in her face

I seen ya type of action in the discotecs and

She had this nigger from behind the speaker, you didn't peep her?

She smokin' reefer and drinkin' Harveys Bristol Cream

On the plate with the ice

I will entice the ho and then price the ho

And then grab my dough and leave his on the floor

No traces, cause rap stars can't change their faces, awwwhhhh

The faces and places have been slid to the rear

There's blown trees off the bridge

The convoy of cowboys with ther

Hey did we do our thing Black?

Yeah we put her in the smash

Now the 25th to the 30th precinct

Can't see us cause we move on basic instinct

They want to be us but that ass is just too stinky

What the hell they think would happen

Duck Down niggas is clappin'

It's lifeless and always does it trife trick

Out of my strip, everybody gotta represent

Forget a motorbike, I wanna lamp in a GS legit

So I can get that same bitch stressed

Yeah, yeah, the great Shawn Black and Sadat X..... [More crew shoutouts]

[chorus]

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