Songs of the POPA WU

I Ain’t Playin No More – Popa Wu

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Uh, see this right here This is for niggas who think I’m playin I’m not playin no more I’m leavin niggas on the floor What the fuck you expect?

Three Amigos (If It’s On) – Popa Wu

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Say what? Ain’t no pushin Say what? None of that shit goin on Yo Made from the best shit on Earth I bring it to ya first,

Come One, Come All – Popa Wu

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Yeah yeah (yo) Turn my mic up, one two East Coast Gangsters (straight Brooklyn right here) (East Coast Gangster, East Coast Gangster) Come to let ya niggas know One

You’re My Everything – Popa Wu

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You’re my everything (15X) (Dedicated, to my everything That’s to you, you know who you are boo You’re my everything, yo) She had a man, but I

Red Rum – Popa Wu

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Babyface, here’s the rum to get the party started Delta got the 4-4 and now we on guardin We walk with heat, ain’t nothin sweat on the streets If

Prepare For The Buddha Monk – Popa Wu

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Get prepared for the Buddha Monk You wanna get high? Roll up the skunk Ladies and gentlemen.. Yo, turn this shit up, man Turn the

New Improved – Popa Wu

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Yo, what? What? Run kid, run! You should break North for thinkin with your’s Send out track signed sincerely hardcore Throw you in a choke hold hoe, I smack

Who’s Got Game? – Popa Wu

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Yo, Don Chulo (that nigga got a problem with the Don Chulo) Les Ness, 2 G’s (got, you heard) Flatbush, Park Side, 225 (what?) Why I feel

Sundown – Popa Wu

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Yo, what’s up? The fuck is the deal? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ShaCronz, the high Juan With my affiliates, U. K. All day, and y’all fucked up now What?

Simply Ludicrous – Popa Wu

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I keep hearin footsteps in the dark And Killa, Killa, Killa, Killa in the S-sharp Christbearer the mind arch, a West Coast hip-hop shark You muthafuckin mark, I