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rx papi & gud – still in da hood كلمات اغاني

[intro]
yuh
real rx
yuh

[verse]
walk in this b_tch with prescription pills
it ain’t got no seal, i’mma sip it still
gl!ck in my hand like, “be still”
you move wrong, you could be k!lled
walked in like the king of the hill
draco sound like boomhauer
these n_ggas move like true cowards
in my girbauds, a few thousand
glock loaded, i ain’t gotta c_ck it
money rag hanging while i’m in compton
what’s cracking with you, cuz?
heard you got that ratchet with you, cuz
boy, you must think i’m a stupid f_ck
b_tches slide on me, cuz
there ain’t no way i’m lacking, cuz
up this b_tch and back ’em up
talk stupid, pack him up
paramedics wrap him up
gl!ck on me for any occasion
glock make a n_gga speak jamaican
my head hurt, where the percs at
make a n_gga take a dirt nap
i walk in this b_tch like hold it down
drac’ got her titties done, fifty rounds
glock got a stick hanging out
bend the corner in the whip, hanging out
he fresh as f_ck, he bought the new j’s
i’m tryna knock the n_gga outta ’em
n_gga, i’m higher than a b_tch
i’m so high, i see cuz
i grab my glock like, “what the f_ck?”
they say pap, you a f_cking bug
they blame it on the pills and the mudd
they say i ain’t sh_t, still give me love
it’s fake but they still give me hugs
they still smile when they dap me up
talk about me when i’m out of earshot
point blank range, got a clear shot
head tap, and give him an earshot
n_ggas move like undercover brother
papi just a dirty motherf_cker
grew up on the east, n0body loved him
he don’t need to know how to love n0body
run down like treyway, papi shotti
i don’t know what he said but i shot him
beam on his head, i got him
they say with braids i look like rocky
walk in this b_tch like [?] posse
i’m high as f_ck, i’m out my body
i don’t know where the f_ck i parked my audi
if you want a deal then don’t even call me
the opps mad, they super salty
i don’t really like doing no hooks
i dish that rock like a no_look
these n_ggas do not hit no juugs
i’m strapped to the t__th when i’m in the hood
i made so much money on the block
i made way more money than my opps
i say my grace at the pot
open the safe with my glock
i can’t let them take what i got
b_tch, i had to slang for my spot
real rx, who gon’ say i’m not?
b_tch say the wrong thing, they getting shot
glock in my hand, i’m fetty wap
spoon in my hand, i’m betty crock
cook crack in a spaghetti pot
top rope, spike dudley with the leg drop
i beat that work with a egg_beater
cool it off, throw the plate in the freezer
cold water running from the sink, leaking
auntie don’t know how to move discretely
brillo pads all on the f_cking counter
ain’t no money machine on the counter
i don’t need a money machine to count up
cuz at the table loading rounds up
spin on the opps, finna do a round_up
they say i paint the picture so vivid
n_gga, this not a picture i’m tryna paint
i’m tryna tell you how the f_ck i’m living
rap good but i still hit l!cks
still i up the glock and take your sh_t
still bring auntie off of stims
still in the hood, it is what it is
they say papi, one day you gon’ get a deal
yeah, whatever, you still ain’t getting no deal
i got weed, hard, soft and pills
make one call, i’ll be there

- rx papi gud

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