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rx papi – cvs كلمات اغاني

[intro: rx papi]
yuh, yuh yuh
yuh, yuh
drugrixh papi
yuh, yuh yuh yuh yuh
yuh, yuh

[verse 1: rx papi]
i got n_ggas locked up facing time in the feds
don’t play with my money, i put change on your head
they say a young n_gga came up and he changed
since i got money sh_t ain’t been the same
these n_ggas flagging, they really be lame
you’d be blessed if you know where i came from
young n_gga pulling up strapped with the same gun
go out like a p_ssy n_gga, but i ain’t one
n_gga i’mma go like i’m motherf_cking 2pac
hanging out the window with a pistol, i shoot glocks
i don’t go nowhere without an u_wop
b_tch don’t be mad, i’m the n_gga that you not
whole twenty thousand, put that in my shoebox
(yuh… yuh, yuh, yuh)
bought up 2 pounds of ? when i could’ve bought up a new drop
n_gga i could’ve spent that on a new watch
got a bust down rollie, i don’t do g_shock
all white 1s on, i don’t wear reeboks
h_ll nah baby, i ain’t wearing no yeezy
i don’t wear these, lil n_gga i’m greasy
where i come from n_gga, yeah we slimey and sneaky
lil n_gga, we heathens
we don’t give a f_ck ’bout a b_tch
i don’t really give a f_ck if that b_tch think that she a diva
i cut a b_tch off, no i don’t need her
i pour up three ounces in a two liter
i’m popping percocets when i don’t need them
pour them in sprite or i might just eat ’em
these n_ggas know i’m the motherf_cking man
i done ran off with a whole lotta bands
going to jail really ain’t in my plans
these n_ggas snitching, they jump on the stand
these n_ggas working, they write with they hand
i’m in the kitchen beating up the pan
[verse 2: rxk nephew]
i’m in the kitchen chopping up the grams
i serve them 2 for 10 up out a van
i got the perkies and i got the xans
grams flying like they’re peter pan
you rap about it n_gga but i live it
platinos, n_gga i’m with it
i’m like my grandma when i’m in the kitchen
i’m like the chinese man, “10 minutes!”
i cook a deuce up in 10 minutes
told the lil b_tch “give me 5 minutes”
a big glock_9, i’mma die with it
brodie on my side, i’mma die with him
jump out the coupe real clean on ’em
nephew got auntie at the atm for him
800, she tryna spend on it
straight drop, i dropped a 10 on it
brand new coupe, ain’t got a print on it
wrap the dope up, put the print on it
n_gga don’t ask ’bout no prices
just tell me how much you wan’ spend on it
show up at the plug with a motherf_cking stick on me
grab on the edges and then put my d_ck on it
i don’t want p_ssy, b_tch just go put your lips on it
i walked at kim’s and i dropped a whole brick on it
shooters, they run with a ? and no sticks on ’em
he can cook work man, that boy got a wrist on him
now, i went and found a plug with no gps
he got way more drugs than cvs
he got pressed pills, lean and all that sh_t
i was in the bin, i couldn’t imagine this
real trap n_gga, really be having it
real dope dealer, really be serving it
what’s your name again? i never heard of it
i’m from the trenches with dealers and murderers
n_gga my grandmama raised me
1800, that’s what made me
4th street, peck street where i came from
i done met the plug, now they say i changed up

- rx papi

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