Air It Out

Yeah! Ya'll already know what this is Got the voice of Brooklyn, I know ya'll niggas here my footsteps out there A.K.A. the son of song A.K.A. the 1 point jive Ya'll know what I'mma tell ya'll now right? A.K.A., y'all know what I'mma say already? Papoose, Pap-poose Cock the thing, air it out [x4] Now where da hammer let's grip it Cock it back let's spit it Weed spot let's stick it Where da work let's flip it Cock the thing, now air it out [x2] I was sittin' on da stoop, sittin' on da stoop Sittin' on da stoop with the ruger on my side Now I'm ridin' in a coup, ridin' in a coup Ridin' in a coup with the ruger on my side Cock the thing, now air it out [x4] I was on Fulton street downtown Brooklyn Iced out so this nigga keep lookin' He ain't know Pap had the scat on him Cock the thing back then I step to him Cock the thing, now air it out [x4] I was on "Touch It Remix", man I did my thing But I came up man shit done change Now the one point jive is my name STOP! Show them how that gun bang Cock the thing, now air it out [x4] I was on 47th at a Diamond District THEN David Blane got ma wrist glistenin' Rappers say they wanna get it in with him When they see him they don't say shit to him Cock the thing, now air it out [x4] Kay Slay Thug-A-Cation and P.A.P Carry our guns through the industry Talk tough then we tell you R.I.P So all y'all punk rappers stop comin' at me Cock the thing, now air it out [x3] Cock the thing, cock-suckas!