The Alchemist What's Poppin' Thun текст песни, слова песни What's Poppin' Thun The Alchemist & Prodigy
The Alchemist - What's Poppin' Thun
feat. Prodigy
What's poppin' thun? [gunshot] {scratches}
What's poppin' thun? (AA-AA-Al-Al-Al- Alchemist!)
What's poppin' thun? {Better check the files!}
What's poppin' thun? {Mixed with the ALC!}
[Chorus: Prodigy]
What's poppin' thun?
Nothin' but that brand new shit!
What's poppin' thun?
Nothin' but that cash on the bed!
What's poppin' thun?
It's nothin' but that food, that bread!
What's poppin' thun?
Nothin' but my gun on your head!
[Prodigy:]
Smoke game Cambodian, doly in the Benz
Turnin' up the sounds of 2006!
This the future of rap! - I'll give you a glimpse of this
So you can be ahead of the game - and impress your friends.
Bumpy Johnson and Dutch Schultz, - we blowin' up hoods! [cell door locks] (AA-AA-Al-Al-Al- Alchemist!)
[Interlude: Prodigy]
What's poppin' thun? What's poppin' thun? What's poppin' thun?
[Chorus: Prodigy {Sample}]
What's poppin' thun?
Nothin' but that brand new shit! {It's li-li-like a, li-like a scientist!}
What's poppin' thun? (AA-AA-AA-AA-AA-Al-Al-Al-Al-)
Nothin' but that cash on the bed!
What's poppin' thun? (AA-AA-Al-Al-Al- Alchemist!)
It's nothin' but that food, that bread!
What's poppin' thun?
Nothin' but my gun on your head!
[Prodigy:]
Smoke game Cambodian, doly in the Benz
Turnin' up the sounds of 2006!
This the future of rap! - I'll give you a glimpse of this
So you can be ahead of the game - and impress your friends.
Bumpy Johnson and Dutch Schultz - we blowin' up hoods!
This is theme music my nig'. - You wake up to it.
Get dressed, throw on your gun and Jacob to it
Ladies throw on their pumps and make-up to it.
You can grill all you want (all you want!) - but when that light turn green,
I'm a go from 0 to 60
In like 3.9 - my thun told me shine baby shine
So I get it like I'm out of my mind!
Man, I did that already, I'm ahead of my time
I'm on some new shit now; if it ain't money, I ain't budgin'!
Cause my hammer do the buckin' [shot] (buckin'!) - over dumb shit
I gotta move right, niggaz want it with the kid.
You can't touch me, boy, my roots is too thick
And run deep in the dirt, I'll give you the business.
Well my crib say: "Welcome" on the mat {Welcome" on the mat!)
So you can lay in the bushes 'til your feet drenched.
But you gon' have a hard time tryna find which one I'm in
And which state I'm in, P the fuckin' rocket man! (rocket man!)
Don't matter it's the hot shit - for that moment;
P shit is timeless! (yeah!) - He keep goin'!
[Chorus x2] [gunshot] [beat stops]
[Outro: Prodigy samples]
(AA-AA-Al-Al-Al- Alchemist!)
"You better check the files, you better check the files, you better check the files! " [echoes]
"Mixed with The A-L-C! " [echoes]
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