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litpapiofficial - victory slap كلمات أغنية

[intro]
let me tell you how this sh_t went down

[verse]
joey said he wanna get ’em up
so lit papi lit him up
knocked him down first round
then i said, “sit him up”
call from my brooklyn n_ggas, saying “cuz hit him up”
saying he don’t want to die, i just “big krit” him up
thought he was a badass, f_ck that, fit him up
put this new jack in a box, f_cking slid him up
n_gga tried to cut out, daylyt writ him up
off the principle, n_gga, seven thirty split him up
ray vaughn crashed out, coyote bit him up
city’s already on f_cking fire, said to quit him up
but boy a b_tch, i can tell by how he transition
january second, got it rolling like a transmission
too much b_tchin’, more than ambition
the n_gga think he playing gta, forgot about the d_mn mission
rockstar, you better post for malone
i’m the ghost of the coast, spray your clothes like cologne
uncle rome & uncle luke, n_ggas know about my power, cuz
and we don’t want your f_cking streets, we like ours, cuz
shot clock, you took ours, cuz
three long to come out to diddy, to f_ck with the city
cj got swatted now it’s a twenty v one, n_gga
i gave you a head up fade
you got packed out for trying to run, n_gga
what’s in your mouth, you wanted that dp
and part of me feel sorry, not sorry
no reward in that [?], uh
three months later, red bull got you energized
the way you ride d_ck, i hope your wifey knows you into guys
is it jigga? is it dot? is it soul lines?
kind of broke my heart when i found out you stole lines
and used against ray vaughn talking about reason
bringing this tde reject back in like it was in season
beef turn to chopped cheese, no [?]
labels see the roll_out, everybody eats it
new york give a f_ck about this b_tch amnesia
gotta save this hoe, me, i’m hoe_pleasing
n_ggas forgot that i was the whole reason
that this sh_t got cracking. no label, no backing
i been a benefactor, before benefactor, no acting
a bad rapper, a bad actor, joey
a bad actor, a bad rapper, still not a factor, joey
stick to the script, you know the streets is watching
f_ck watching the throne, you better off on watchmen
how the f_ck you king of new york when jay z breathing?
nas got the king’s disease, n_gga, you t__thing
i guess it’s why you always biting sh_t
just holla at me for your album, i’ll help ya come write the sh_t
streets need a body, you don’t wanna end your life like this
you ain’t gon’ keep your wife like this
you got a baby on the way, you need to be what you portray
and stop worrying ’bout who l!cking west coast d_ck unless you gay
i’m pootie tang, belt to ass, [?]
keep the hood up out your mouth or you n_ggas got to pay
i’m chuck taylor, you joe budden or taylor swift
red bottoms on my feet when i let chuck taylor’s lip
foot up on this p_ssy n_gga’s neck, give respect
n_gga’s think he minute maid, i get him gone in sixty secs
you ain’t got the juice, n_gga, stay f_ck up out the set
they gon’ come to la, brooklyn stay up on the net

- litpapiofficial

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