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rx papi – combo كلمات اغاني

i walked in this b_tch booted out my mind
big ass stick extended out my side
auntie hit to work, she said “oh my god”
god made ’em say “woah” like black rob
my dad was black, sold crack, and robbed
that’s the only thing i know about the n_gga
its on you how we go about it, n_gga
up the stick and shoot the throat out a n_gga
i’m smoking a blunt with lucifer, n_gga
i don’t wanna talk i’m shootin’ a n_gga
rob you smooth out your crucifix, n_gga
i ain’t gonna lie, n_gga, i need my meds
dark thoughts i still see in my head
clutch the gl!ck while i’m sleepin’ in bed
my b_tch mad at me, once again
this the third time the barrel hit her head
my teacher thought i was special ed
now my car costs more than that b_tch car
i make more money than that b_tch whole job
i f_ck around and employ hеr whole job
i was fresh as f_ck when i wеnt to school, that’s why i got f’s on my report card
auntie can’t talk good, she got lock jaw
skip school [?]
i count money to get my rocks off
they say papi move like a mob boss
[?]
at the steak house, you’ll get knocked off
i sold heroin to buy jeans
popped sh_t and copped white ones
dirty east side n_gga came from ‘nun
got that bag, b_tch i’m a stun
gl!ck cradlin’ by my arm, this b_tch look like my newborn son
big ass cuban hoe my charm
we got more sticks than sedan
up the gl!ck and pistol whip your mom
this sh_t get uglier than lebron
these n_ggas talk tough like king von, till they end up like king von
these n_ggas washed up like trick daddy
these n_ggas junkies, dmx
gl!ck on the bike, this a bmx
[?]
i never let a p_ssy n_gga see me sweat
walk in this b_tch like keith sweat
big ass chain danglin’ from my neck
your b_tch broke her neck to look at my neck
she looked at my neck, wanted to give me neck
she gave me neck and then it broke her neck
its a hundred rounds in this f_ckin’ drum and i shoot this b_tch till its nothing left
drake beatbox like its thuggy fresh
in the kitchen i’m the american chef
poetic with the glock, most deaf
i’m in the kitchen with all white like the pope
i beat the sh_t out the boy like the pope
backslap the girl like the pope
i ain’t have a job, i sell dope
i like cuban links, not gold ropes
they say papi walk in this b_tch and do the most
556 made ’em hit the folks
oh sh_t its packed, there they go
b_tch wait too long, then i’m gone
doin’ 120 in a 50 zone
trunk full of white like post malone
i’m drunker than a b_tch like post malone
tat my face like post malone
b_tch i’m stoned like post malone
[?]
these n_ggas g_y, just like tupac
n_ggas fake gangsters, like tupac
these n_ggas act gooder than tupac
you can’t be mad cause i’m who you not
i really stuffed bands inside a shoebox
i really [?] just to shoot opps
i teach you how to cook and [?]
i beat the [?] till it got a speed [?]
these n_ggas washed up like reeboks
they ain’t got the same kind of guns we got
this sh_t gonna get uglier than t_box
my auntie tried to sell me a pair of fila’s
she told me, “papi, just break me off a dime”
auntie doin’ unbelievable sh_t all the time
3 months she been waitin’ on ssi and every different month she come up with a different lie
she always catch me when i’m high out my mind with a bullsh_t story and i let her slide
i walk in my b_tch house dead fly
she all like my chicken, country fried
mashed potatoes, mac cheese on the side
when i’m done eatin’ get between your thighs
you gotta tell me when there’s something on your mind
i’m a trap n_gga, i can’t read your mind
pop a perc, too much on my mind
crack a pipe, then pour a line
up the stick, its columbine
hit you and him, y’all both combined
walk in this b_tch with one in the head
glock go off, put one in your dreads
i did what i did and it is what it is
[???] one time to do it again

- rx papi

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