Correction Paroles The Lyrical One par Papoose

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I don't need your respect, I leave somethin wet
Bring them things to your 'jects and squeeze up the sketch
Cuz if he was a threat I'll machine gun his neck
Yall think yall nice well yall ain't seen nuthin yet
Don't believe none of, these mutha, these sucka says
It's me f**k the rest, I'm the breed of the best
Drop a grease off a vest
They told me I can't put my weed up the strip
When I red up with sess
I put a body on the strip and red up with death
Real slow live-y, just came out the crib bro shot me
If I knew he gave me this I would'a steeled on papi
Goons know I keep somethin ready real close by me
But yet they still gon try me
I can see you got that upnorth glow
That jail weight got you built so stocky
Easy easy killa, why you got your grill so c*cky
I hit you with the steel tote shotty
Leave you paralyzed from the waist down how you gon feel your wallys
Get buried like that ill hoe Halle I spare nobody
My sket will air your posse
Even hit the lil baby up but I feel so sorry
Left him paralyzed from the diaper down
How you gon feel your pottie
Record label or not man they still won't stop me
These labels don't pick me up man the ville gon sign me
East new york gon distribute me the hill gon got me
Bed stuy will promote real gon cop me
You platinum rappers need to put a contract on bill o'reilly
A black man should never hesitate to kill no nazi
While these dudes watchin me I got bills like cosby
Watch my moves for real don't watch me
I don't understand if it's the industry that make em feel so c*cky
When I see em I'ma press em like a million copies
Don't meet me in the dark cuz everything you wear is rocky
Don't dare me dear your diary
They say a scared n***a'll kill you I ain't lying man I swear to gotti
I ain't never seen a scared n***a killed nobody
I tote the pretty semi thru any city I'm really gritty
Plus I'm pretty witty, spit plenty bennys on plenty hennys
Spend the pretty penny, on plenty remy
You pity pity dude's itty bitty I'm illy willy you sh*tty smitty
You'se a silly billy, smoke plenty phillies tote fifty 50's
Heard you want stick me
Here kiddie kiddie come get me get me
Shoot the chitty chitty bang bang really thru any city
f**k with many many
Man want really I split his kidney
Get easy don't p*ss me you hit me sh*t get risky
Actin frisky you guinea piggys freeze me you better clip me
I get busy when it comes to the flizzy I get you dizzy
Papoose carry the milli without vanilli
Got stamina, tired how is that even sound
Yall n***as fatigued like black green and brown
Rather tote the revolver impossible to jam it
But i still stay with the auto like a mechanic
Get a lot of stares cause of what my jewelry is worth
These n***as be starin at me like my gun don't burst
I get a lot of stairs when i walk thru with the herc
But i can take the stares like the elevator don't work
Cuz i move thru the stuy with the rug on my side
Everytime i caught beef my gun blew like the sky
Put the purple haze right on the hill you smoke coals
I'm tryna get the hill high like your hoe shoes
Colorwise my gun black like your shoes
But i blow mine, my gun blew like a loc fool
When it come to vocals I got more winds than a hurricane
What do you mean you won't lose
Got them broke tools i tote tools to produce
f**k a studio I walk around with the pro tools
I don't care who I offended cuz i handle my business
The gun stays on my genes like it's family resemblance
Cuz i'm sick of all you chumps you boring as f**k
And your metaphors ain't metaphoric enough
Papoose

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