Lyrics Wale – The Soup

The Soup Lyrics – Wale

Singer: Wale
Title: The Soup

[George] “I didn’t get any bread”
[Jerry] “Just forget it, let it go”
[George] “Excuse me, I think you forgot my bread”
[Soup n#z#] “You want bread?”

[George] “Yes, please”
[Soup n#z#] “No soup for you!”
Yeah, uh, where’s the love for the sixteen writers
Who elevate the game when it was in need of a pilot?

Who made a situation from what you see it’s a problem
What you thought was a prize is what I see as a blinder
They ask me why I never wear chains, but if you brought up
How I’m brought up, then you probably feel the same

And I ain’t saying chains suck, probably get me 3 or 4
But I got cousins overseas that come to me for better clothes
And I can’t go to Emmy Lola, stunting with no diamonds on
Mama bills piling up, her son don’t got no time to ball

I don’t got no time to call, hope that you ain’t mad though
You know your son a #ssh#l#, but I hope you got those stacks though
Always on the road again, with Omega or the band
Lost a couple friends, cool; n#gg# made a lot of fans

And I give it to y’all, cause y’all respect that
So gold albums or not, I did affect rap
Uh, for worse or for better
Ain’t no one in my circle that can say they perform better

Huh, they poor effort annoys me, who supporting them?
Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them
They finito, why the f#ck they all got egos?
My OG is Tyrique and my kick game be like Bobbito Garcia

This sh#t a free throw, this sh#t here for my people
No soup for all you suckers while I’m re-ing up on me so
And they feeling me so, they not feeling y’all so
I volunteer every ten I see, Vince Yarbrough

Pat Summit dough, motherf#ck a ho
This is More About Nothing, I’m the f#cking show
Hold it, keep rolling
Respect is like food, n#gg# what it do?

I’m eating real good, no soup for you
“No–”
No soup for you
“No–”

No soup for you
“No–”
I’m eating real good, n#gg#
“No soup for you”

“No soup for, for, for you”
I got no time to be a hater, just trying to be your favorite
They trying to be the greatest, their whole signing was a favor
It’s not about the paper, it’s not about the fame

And I don’t know no Triple H, but this is all about the Game
Competition I ain’t winning but admit it, I’m still in it though
Should’ve been an all-star, I’m Crawford for Interscope
Em starting, 50 staring, Gaga, Game starting

And Will.I.Am and the Peas, the sixth man I am, y’all
And though I came far, know I got a way to go
Text message from Elliot saying “tape was dope”
XXL favorite quote, what else do I need to post?

I am not no h#mophobe, good thing I don’t read The Post
Unless your ‘Skin’s winning, then I do it just to f#cking boast
With this rap sh#t, you know I do the f#cking most
I’m all over this beat like a motherf#cking stethoscope

I’m forever dope, you can check your schedule
My timing was any better, then b#tch, I’d be a metronome
I am such a renegade, but try to be professional
But I am way too passionate to patch sh#t up and let sh#t go

Want you all to listen so I rap it in election form
But when you intellectual, some n#gg#s ain’t gon’ let you on
But I’m here, jo, I hope you n#gg#s know it’s on
No soup for you wack n#gg#s, I’mma get my chowder on

Gone
“No soup for, for, for you”
[Susan] “What are you doing?
Since when do you smoke?”

[George] “I’ve always smoked”
[Susan] “I’ve never seen you smoke”
[George] “Oh yeah, well, I’m a big smoker
I gave it up for a while but it was too tough”
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The Soup – English Translation

[George] “I didn’t get any bread”
[Jerry] “Just forget it, let it go”
[George] “Excuse me, I think you forgot my bread”
[Soup n#z#] “You want bread?”

[George] “Yes, please”
[Soup n#z#] “No soup for you!”
Yeah, uh, where’s the love for the sixteen writers
Who elevate the game when it was in need of a pilot?

Who made a situation from what you see it’s a problem
What you thought was a prize is what I see as a blinder
They ask me why I never wear chains, but if you brought up
How I’m brought up, then you probably feel the same

And I ain’t saying chains suck, probably get me 3 or 4
But I got cousins overseas that come to me for better clothes
And I can’t go to Emmy Lola, stunting with no diamonds on
Mama bills piling up, her son don’t got no time to ball

I don’t got no time to call, hope that you ain’t mad though
You know your son a #ssh#l#, but I hope you got those stacks though
Always on the road again, with Omega or the band
Lost a couple friends, cool; n#gg# made a lot of fans

And I give it to y’all, cause y’all respect that
So gold albums or not, I did affect rap
Uh, for worse or for better
Ain’t no one in my circle that can say they perform better

Huh, they poor effort annoys me, who supporting them?
Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them
They finito, why the f#ck they all got egos?
My OG is Tyrique and my kick game be like Bobbito Garcia

This sh#t a free throw, this sh#t here for my people
No soup for all you suckers while I’m re-ing up on me so
And they feeling me so, they not feeling y’all so
I volunteer every ten I see, Vince Yarbrough

Pat Summit dough, motherf#ck a ho
This is More About Nothing, I’m the f#cking show
Hold it, keep rolling
Respect is like food, n#gg# what it do?

I’m eating real good, no soup for you
“Tidak-”
Tidak ada sup untukmu
“Tidak-”

Tidak ada sup untukmu
“Tidak-”
I’m eating real good, n#gg#
“Tidak ada sup untukmu”

“No soup for, for, for you”
I got no time to be a hater, just trying to be your favorite
They trying to be the greatest, their whole signing was a favor
It’s not about the paper, it’s not about the fame

And I don’t know no Triple H, but this is all about the Game
Competition I ain’t winning but admit it, I’m still in it though
Should’ve been an all-star, I’m Crawford for Interscope
Em starting, 50 staring, Gaga, Game starting

And Will.I.Am and the Peas, the sixth man I am, y’all
And though I came far, know I got a way to go
Text message from Elliot saying “tape was dope”
XXL favorite quote, what else do I need to post?

I am not no h#mophobe, good thing I don’t read The Post
Unless your ‘Skin’s winning, then I do it just to f#cking boast
With this rap sh#t, you know I do the f#cking most
I’m all over this beat like a motherf#cking stethoscope

I’m forever dope, you can check your schedule
My timing was any better, then b#tch, I’d be a metronome
I am such a renegade, but try to be professional
But I am way too passionate to patch sh#t up and let sh#t go

Want you all to listen so I rap it in election form
But when you intellectual, some n#gg#s ain’t gon’ let you on
But I’m here, jo, I hope you n#gg#s know it’s on
No soup for you wack n#gg#s, I’mma get my chowder on

Hilang
“No soup for, for, for you”
[Susan] “What are you doing?
Since when do you smoke?”

[George] “I’ve always smoked”
[Susan] “I’ve never seen you smoke”
[George] “Oh yeah, well, I’m a big smoker
I gave it up for a while but it was too tough”
Find more lyrics at lyrics.jspinyin.net

Lyrics Wale – The Soup

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