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rx papi - bacc against the wall pt.2 كلمات أغنية

(intro)
on god
yeah
frr
huh

(verse)
on god i’m the boss of this sh_t n_gga a flying saucers little n_gga n0body taught you sh_t little n_gga throw it in pot caught the sh_t little n_gga you don’t nothing about that grid i got more dog then mike vick little n_gga i wish i might quit i ain’t never work no night shift fifty bowels out the door that’s my sh_t fifty grams of dog sold i’m too lit she just brought a bundle she back again big body beep beep when i’m backing in i heard he fumbled the pack again i heard he back on his back again y’all better stop with that capping sh_t i drop the bag and get you but they gone use my lyrics against a n_gga they say i’m putting hits on n_ggas long live them boys i miss them n_ggas imma keep dropping until we get them n_ggas n_ggas not safe in other state bet them six deuces f_ck up ya face 556s f_ck up the car i’m really that f_cking boy i roll a wood think about bk in a bad mood i’ll get a n_gga k!lled today my momma say (?) all i know is i got my tool on me got sh_t going on in my head see dead bodies when i lay in bed when i’m in that mode i’m big belly fred put a million dollars get them n_ggas dead i got out the car on my doly i rap but i still got it on me them n_ggas playing both sides i catch them both they both die don’t think i’m with this rapping sh_t at all
cause i’m still packaging the dog i still stuff crack inside my drawls this me my bacc against the wall this chopper bite like it’s a dog bet not tell them people what you saw with the whole city i’ll go to war about my mother f_cking dog i got death on my mind i got murder on my brain the cost of life super cheap i’ll get you murder for a chain if you say it you better do it i make yellow tape music he brought that glock 4 months ago that n_gga still ain’t gone shoot it i was in a show across the state they tie my name up in a shooting i’m on the stage with the chop b_tch you know how i be moving the city want me dead f_ck it boy they better come with it cause it’s a hundred in the drum look like i stuffed big pun in it p_ssy

(outro)
on god
on god

- rx papi

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