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mario william vitale - rapula كلمات أغنية

back in the day where hustlers stayed there were those very afraid
he was born in the gutter his momma was a vamp selling her junk in the trunk of a car
up all night slept all day he was blown from the frey
viscious fangs that bite two turn tables with a mic insisted on a fight
sucking the innocent patrons for blood right in the hood like you knew he would
rapula the man, the myth & the legend
could very often see him in the back of a seven eleven drinking red slurpees

took folks block by block like giving him a heart attack just to fit his mold
no one came against him until that day in the crib rapula lost his lobster bib
very often you will see him at the 8th street station spinning his records
there will never be another blood sucking brother so move over he’s taking cover
rapula wore a high hat tip on his temple driving a white benz looking like baretta

- mario william vitale

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