Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What Makes A Man, artist - 9th Wonder. Album song The Dream Merchant 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 08.10.2007
Record label: 6 Hole
Song language: English
What Makes A Man |
| Yeah! |
| Uh! |
| Yeah! |
| This ya boy Rapper Big Pooh man! |
| Uh! |
| Buddy Klein in this nigga!!! |
| 9th Wonder in this nigga!!! |
| Yeah! |
| This that Dream Merchant, Vol. |
| 2 shit, you know what I’m sayin? |
| I don’t think y’all understand what’s about to go down man |
| I don’t think y’all really know man, listen |
| That’s me your world MC |
| Yeah I went to college I ain’t finished my degree |
| You can check my pedigree I’m the son of a Lee |
| It’s Pooh Steinback when these words touch beats |
| Name out on the streets like it’s etched in stone |
| Trust you don’t want it when I step in that zone |
| Faggot niggas call home or they scream for the law |
| Or they cry for they Pa cause I’m simply Ma |
| I ain’t the type to ever starve I’m a worker nigga |
| Mention a few mills it do wonders for the figure |
| Know niggas who would peel you like tangerines |
| Got government issues like in the marines |
| I keep my hands clean get tunnel vision |
| Approach every line with the right precision |
| Make the right decision 'fore life get missin |
| And the next time you hear me I be writin different, lil' nigga |
| Nigga if you dont stand for somethin |
| You bound to trip and fall down |
| Man I don’t give a fuck click clack hit 'em up |
| Man we spit heat at these clowns |
| So what you 'gon do when Klein come through |
| With the Rapper Big Pooh and 9th into |
| And (AH! AH!) Get at you (AH! AH!) Get at you (AH! AH!) Get at you |
| Yo, paddy cake, paddy cake, maker man |
| You a bitch on his dick, tryna make the band |
| Get at me dog, I’m funky like nasty draws |
| Piss me off, I start shootin like basketball |
| I’m street, I’m hood, I’m really whatcha musta saw |
| I’m thug, I’m raw, big like I’m above the law |
| With all this change, I tharted doin a buck in the rain |
| Flip a ki fool, that’s drug dealer’s dream |
| Nigga please, move, I ain’t talkin bout crack |
| I’m talkin bout rap — I eat y’all food right from scratch |
| The street’s my daddy, whatchu gon' teach me, sonny? |
| Speed on the road of riches, just tryin to increase my money |
| Carolina beats pah, stop ya breathin dummy |
| Leak shells in ya back, y’all like Eastern Senate |
| BK MC, full recline makin cream |
| (You best to chill.) Or you’ll get cut like you ain’t make the team |
| Nigga if you dont stand for somethin |
| You bound to trip and fall down |
| Man I don’t give a fuck click clack hit 'em up |
| Man we spit heat at these clowns |
| So what you 'gon do when Klein come through |
| With the Rapper Big Pooh and 9th into |
| And (AH! AH!) Get at you (AH! AH!) Get at you (AH! AH!) Get at you |
| Some say it’s the shit that we go through |
| I know sometimes we won’t do what we 'sposed to |
| But all I got is my word and my bond |
| And I’m a hold both tight until the day that I’m gone |
| Some say it’s the shit that we go through |
| I know sometimes we won’t do what we 'sposed to |
| But all I got is my word and my bond |
| And I’m a hold both tight until the day that I’m gone |