Sauce for Birdheads

Album cover art for "Sauce for Birdheads" by Sadat X & Shawn Black

Sadat X & Shawn Black - Rap

Sauce for Birdheads

2 Plays

Duration: 4:04

Lyrics

[Hook: 8x] Yeah, yeah Let's get it on Don't sleep cause you might slip, yo [Verse 1: 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 Mac 10 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' [Hook: 8x] Yeah, yeah Let's get it on Don't sleep cause you might slip, yo [Verse 2: 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 ain't got no money to burn Ay 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 Ain't 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 wanna be the man Ya understand? Fed's hate him for years, totalin' up to a grand Kids in Virginia is gettin' football number The thinking man thinks while a sleeping man slumbers [Hook: 8x] Yeah, yeah Let's get it on Don't sleep cause you might slip, yo [Verse 3: Shawn Black, Sadat X] Ain't no trace, I guess murder is the case Hey yo, honey look good so don't rock in her face A steamy type of action in the discotecs She had this nigga from behind the speaker, you didn't peep her? She smokin' reefer and drinkin' Harvey's Bristol Cream on the plate with the ice I will entice the hoe and then price the hoe And then grab my dough and leave his flog on the floor No traces, cause rap stars can't change their faces, ahh! The faces and places have been slid to the rear There's blown trees off the bridge The convoy of cowboys with there 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 stink 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 Don't sleep cause you might slip Don't sleep cause you might slip Don't sleep cause you might slip (Lets get it on) Don't sleep cause you might slip (Lets get it on) Don't sleep cause you might slip (Lets get it on) Don't sleep cause you might slip (Lets get it on) Don't sleep cause you might slip (Lets get it on 2x) Don't sleep cause you might slip (Lets get it on) Don't sleep cause you might slip (Lets get it on) Don't sleep cause you might slip (Lets get it on) (Lets get it on) x2 Killa Columbus (Lets get it on) x5 OG x4

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  • Sadat X