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Pipe Down Video (MV)




Performed By: Mark Larron
Language: English
Length: 3:24
Written by: Larron Byrd
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Mark Larron - Pipe Down Lyrics




Tell them young ones pipe down
Got the game on lockdown
Head up, this a light crown
Heard they runnin' out of options

And they wanna take me out
They ain't got too much fight now
Tell them young ones pipe down
Got the game on lockdown

Head up, this a light crown
Heard they runnin' out of options
And they wanna take me out
They ain't got too much fight now

If the smoke ever rise, Pray I never fold
Get money till I die, Pray I never owe
Keep the loyal ones around me, never break the code
Had to pin my heart on my sleeve, I don't feel exposed

For them days, splittin' corner store cheese steaks
I ain't havin', nigga, made sure we still straight
Whole spirit feel bummy when it's no money
Yeah, now you question, do they really love me

Yeah, makes sense when these bitches want me
Uh, all this questions when it's all good
I don't wanna go back to them dark days
So a nigga gotta prep for the shine fade

Tryna save me a hour, of these good times
So the kid dynamite with these flows now
Only thing touch my body, all gold now
Gotta come correct, if a label wanna buckle down
Motherf*cker, damn

Tell them young ones
Pipe down, got the game on, lock down
Head up, this a light crown
Heard they runnin' out of options
And they wanna take me out

They ain't got too much fight now
Tell them young ones, pipe down
Got the game on, lock down
Head up, this a light crown

Heard they runnin' out of options
And they wanna take me out
They ain't got too much fight now
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I been locked in with this rap shit, nigga, no pen
Goin' international for yen, trying get a M
Born without a shark fin, better learn to swim
How you in the deep end, lookin' for a f*ckin' friend

I'm about my business, mind your business
Got a new plan, I'ma go getta it's
I ain't worried about time,
The illusion of the mind, shh
Why you niggas always bitchin' all the time

More dough, more problems, that's for sure
But when you ain't got it, where's the love
Niggas add street, years, that they. ain't served
The appeal of this kingpin shit is so absurd

You're motivated but can't serve time, that's weird
Your loyalty been dead, my nigga, where's ya worth
Your loyalty been dead, my nigga, where's ya word, huh
Damn

Tell them young ones, pipe down
Got the game on, lock down
Head up, this a light crown
Heard they runnin' out of options

And they wanna take me out
They ain't got too much fight now
Tell them young ones, pipe down
Got the game on, lock down

Head up, this a light crown
Heard they runnin' out of options
And they wanna take me out
They ain't got too much fight now

Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's Mark Larron and I'm back for more
But after this one here, best believe I'm gone
Don't call my line, won't save you no more times

They throw dirt on me but can't stop my grind
I don't shine for fun, illuminate the blind
All that shade you been throwin', just a speck in my eye
I'm like, damn, lil' nigga, is this even a try

All that shit you been talkin', boy, you not that fly
You are not that guy, don't you waste my time
I went to war by myself but I still got squad
I'm with the same ones that I put on, with, that's rare

Some niggas had to disperse, let's make it clear
Cause they want they own dough, I respect the visions there
We'll be at the same table, pop bottles, my niggas cheers
Queece in the building, reef in the building

Kells in the cut, what ya, stop snitchin
Young ones, pipe down
Got the game on, lock down
Head up, this a light crown

Heard they runnin' out of options
And they wanna take me out
They ain't got too much fight now
Tell them young ones, pipe down

Got the game on, lock down
Head up, this a light crown
Heard they runnin' out of options
And they wanna take me out

They ain't got too much fight now
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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English

Tell them young ones pipe down
Got the game on lockdown
Head up, this a light crown
Heard they runnin' out of options

And they wanna take me out
They ain't got too much fight now
Tell them young ones pipe down
Got the game on lockdown

Head up, this a light crown
Heard they runnin' out of options
And they wanna take me out
They ain't got too much fight now

If the smoke ever rise, Pray I never fold
Get money till I die, Pray I never owe
Keep the loyal ones around me, never break the code
Had to pin my heart on my sleeve, I don't feel exposed

For them days, splittin' corner store cheese steaks
I ain't havin', nigga, made sure we still straight
Whole spirit feel bummy when it's no money
Yeah, now you question, do they really love me

Yeah, makes sense when these bitches want me
Uh, all this questions when it's all good
I don't wanna go back to them dark days
So a nigga gotta prep for the shine fade

Tryna save me a hour, of these good times
So the kid dynamite with these flows now
Only thing touch my body, all gold now
Gotta come correct, if a label wanna buckle down
Motherf*cker, damn

Tell them young ones
Pipe down, got the game on, lock down
Head up, this a light crown
Heard they runnin' out of options
And they wanna take me out

They ain't got too much fight now
Tell them young ones, pipe down
Got the game on, lock down
Head up, this a light crown

Heard they runnin' out of options
And they wanna take me out
They ain't got too much fight now
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I been locked in with this rap shit, nigga, no pen
Goin' international for yen, trying get a M
Born without a shark fin, better learn to swim
How you in the deep end, lookin' for a f*ckin' friend

I'm about my business, mind your business
Got a new plan, I'ma go getta it's
I ain't worried about time,
The illusion of the mind, shh
Why you niggas always bitchin' all the time

More dough, more problems, that's for sure
But when you ain't got it, where's the love
Niggas add street, years, that they. ain't served
The appeal of this kingpin shit is so absurd

You're motivated but can't serve time, that's weird
Your loyalty been dead, my nigga, where's ya worth
Your loyalty been dead, my nigga, where's ya word, huh
Damn

Tell them young ones, pipe down
Got the game on, lock down
Head up, this a light crown
Heard they runnin' out of options

And they wanna take me out
They ain't got too much fight now
Tell them young ones, pipe down
Got the game on, lock down

Head up, this a light crown
Heard they runnin' out of options
And they wanna take me out
They ain't got too much fight now

Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's Mark Larron and I'm back for more
But after this one here, best believe I'm gone
Don't call my line, won't save you no more times

They throw dirt on me but can't stop my grind
I don't shine for fun, illuminate the blind
All that shade you been throwin', just a speck in my eye
I'm like, damn, lil' nigga, is this even a try

All that shit you been talkin', boy, you not that fly
You are not that guy, don't you waste my time
I went to war by myself but I still got squad
I'm with the same ones that I put on, with, that's rare

Some niggas had to disperse, let's make it clear
Cause they want they own dough, I respect the visions there
We'll be at the same table, pop bottles, my niggas cheers
Queece in the building, reef in the building

Kells in the cut, what ya, stop snitchin
Young ones, pipe down
Got the game on, lock down
Head up, this a light crown

Heard they runnin' out of options
And they wanna take me out
They ain't got too much fight now
Tell them young ones, pipe down

Got the game on, lock down
Head up, this a light crown
Heard they runnin' out of options
And they wanna take me out

They ain't got too much fight now
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Writer: Larron Byrd
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