Lirik Lagu Georgetown Press Feat Lightshow - Wale
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[Intro:]Georgetown was very symbolic and very connected.Not just to "Black D.C." but to "Black America".They were kind of "Black America's" basketball team for a lot, a lot of people.So, when these stories started coming around on the sports ticker that this big drug dealer was hanging out with several of the players, it was big news.
[Intro 2: Wale]This is a place where opportunities fewAnd niggas feud for land they'll never ownWhere they raise hell and waste shellsAnd duck baby mamas but rarely escape jailThis is the trap... the trap.
[Verse 1: Wale]Death on my opposition, noThem watchin' me blow is more than even in the skullAnd my team has a flow, ambition see the resultsAnd to get to my spirit seeing twitpics of them diplomas, wordCannot stress it, through God blessings we made it outFor the have-nots that have a knot to have knotsHats off, we been working our ass offAnd we all-stars that made the squad with the cap offSteinbrenner, designed to make your dynasty wearySometimes I'm a dick, but you niggas placentaAnd that's the problem, it's a problem, don't dap me my niggaJust tap me my nigga, then get at me my niggaMan fuck a dappin' you rappers should get back off the fingersTrust in God and you golden, trust in rap and you emptyBust a mac and you gangster, that's how them youngins livin'Shout out that Georgetown Press they still trappin' the district
[Hook]Blessings we made it out, blessings we made it outThey still trappin' the districtTrust in God and you golden, trust in rap and you emptyBlessings we made it out, blessings we made it outShout out that Georgetown Press they still trappin' the district
[Verse 2: Lightshow]New nigga, but I'm Patrick Ewing on these blocksMy mac cold like Dikembe nigga, who need GlocksThese crooked cops keep tryin' steal the ball from meBut 'Le like Kevin Braswell with these rock600 plus assists, plus this I must admissHard work ain't come with this, that's why I fuck with thisG set the fuckin' pick, I went straight to the holeWent to college a day, dropped out went straight for my goalsNow it's dough in my mattress, my bitch look like a actressCause I studied the defense, and I stayed after practiceOn my way to the league, only limit the skyStill I show up to practice, I can't end up A.I.Pay attention don't miss itShout out to Georgetown but I won't get trapped in the District, nahLightshow
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Wale]Leader of the people who ain't tryna be ledBut I'm a get us all back if I can smile all yearI seen bums happy as anyoneMillionaires set for breadSome be livin' for crumbsMotherfuckers don't fuck with us I still be showin' loveCause if I was local and they was on it I'd be naahDon't trip off what a bitch say, shovel on a good dayAll my youngins put up numbers just like Bubbachuck in kenteWhen we can't hit the league we let the streets mislead and dictateAnd there is no I in team, but can you read the I on Vick's pageOtto Porter with all the water servin' the cornersRayful callin' up 'Zo Mourning before the tourneyServin' drugs, some us don't make it out hereMy niggas had some plugs, I gave 'em a better outletThere's a difference in words hustle and trappin'See hustlers find a way out, while the latter can't climb up out itThe trap
[Hook]
[Outro:]Georgetown coach John Thompson made a personal appeal to Edmond to stay away from his players.He built this team into a national power, and now the inspector of a DC drug dealer in the age of crack, you know, well, that could have destroyed everything.
[Intro 2: Wale]This is a place where opportunities fewAnd niggas feud for land they'll never ownWhere they raise hell and waste shellsAnd duck baby mamas but rarely escape jailThis is the trap... the trap.
[Verse 1: Wale]Death on my opposition, noThem watchin' me blow is more than even in the skullAnd my team has a flow, ambition see the resultsAnd to get to my spirit seeing twitpics of them diplomas, wordCannot stress it, through God blessings we made it outFor the have-nots that have a knot to have knotsHats off, we been working our ass offAnd we all-stars that made the squad with the cap offSteinbrenner, designed to make your dynasty wearySometimes I'm a dick, but you niggas placentaAnd that's the problem, it's a problem, don't dap me my niggaJust tap me my nigga, then get at me my niggaMan fuck a dappin' you rappers should get back off the fingersTrust in God and you golden, trust in rap and you emptyBust a mac and you gangster, that's how them youngins livin'Shout out that Georgetown Press they still trappin' the district
[Hook]Blessings we made it out, blessings we made it outThey still trappin' the districtTrust in God and you golden, trust in rap and you emptyBlessings we made it out, blessings we made it outShout out that Georgetown Press they still trappin' the district
[Verse 2: Lightshow]New nigga, but I'm Patrick Ewing on these blocksMy mac cold like Dikembe nigga, who need GlocksThese crooked cops keep tryin' steal the ball from meBut 'Le like Kevin Braswell with these rock600 plus assists, plus this I must admissHard work ain't come with this, that's why I fuck with thisG set the fuckin' pick, I went straight to the holeWent to college a day, dropped out went straight for my goalsNow it's dough in my mattress, my bitch look like a actressCause I studied the defense, and I stayed after practiceOn my way to the league, only limit the skyStill I show up to practice, I can't end up A.I.Pay attention don't miss itShout out to Georgetown but I won't get trapped in the District, nahLightshow
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Wale]Leader of the people who ain't tryna be ledBut I'm a get us all back if I can smile all yearI seen bums happy as anyoneMillionaires set for breadSome be livin' for crumbsMotherfuckers don't fuck with us I still be showin' loveCause if I was local and they was on it I'd be naahDon't trip off what a bitch say, shovel on a good dayAll my youngins put up numbers just like Bubbachuck in kenteWhen we can't hit the league we let the streets mislead and dictateAnd there is no I in team, but can you read the I on Vick's pageOtto Porter with all the water servin' the cornersRayful callin' up 'Zo Mourning before the tourneyServin' drugs, some us don't make it out hereMy niggas had some plugs, I gave 'em a better outletThere's a difference in words hustle and trappin'See hustlers find a way out, while the latter can't climb up out itThe trap
[Hook]
[Outro:]Georgetown coach John Thompson made a personal appeal to Edmond to stay away from his players.He built this team into a national power, and now the inspector of a DC drug dealer in the age of crack, you know, well, that could have destroyed everything.
