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rx papi - johnny sparkz lyrics

[intro]
yes, jayco
look at you
got nothin’ to tell, man, he ain’t sure without his cup
who the f_ck is you?

[verse]
is you ridin’ out?
or you too busy nuttin’ out?
they been hidin’ out
wherever you see him, fire him down
that micro drake could take a n_gga face sound like the qui out
he ran off with that man sh_t, that mean he cool with dyin’ ’bout it
i grew up like the goodfellas, but i wasn’t a good fella
i could see a n_gga gettin’ his ass whooped, i don’t know if i would help him
i learned to mind my d_mn business
i’m god when i’m in the trenches
out to rob when they look suspicious
i’m not goin’ out like them other n_ggas
you put your man picture in the chain, we got sh_t cracked
you put your man picture in the chain but it ain’t get get back
we put yo man dead in a spliff, then we lit that
g29, ten milli’, if you run up, we push your sh_t back
2x4s on every door, whatever they on, we prepared for it
don’t wanna hear no war stories, we really down to go to war for it
this rappin’ sh_t all i got, or else it’s back to the pot
pistol in my draws, i let it off a b_tch gettin’ robbed
i’m ai with the crossover, i trick yo dad in front of you
i took his sh_t, you know i did, now, tell me what you wanna do
this sh_t here a dirty game
if all you do it is get pictures when they die, you gon’ have thirty chains
bounce out, n_gga, work out on your aim
in the kitchen like [?]
on that bullsh_t like john dang
a made man, that’s how i came
from front to back, i know the oath
auntie said she knew me since i was a baby, i still sold her dope
she said i could rap my ass up and she always knew i’d be the goat
[outro]
you make me come up here and talk to you in person now, huh?
hey, i ain’t been callin’ you, muhf_cka, what am i callin’ you for? i ain’t viz
i’m sick of playin’ with you, where’s my motherf_ckin’ money?!
oh hey man, who the f_ck is you talkin’ to like that? don’t come here and disrespect me on my block in front of my boys
f_ck y’all guala_gualas, man
hijo de puta
what, n_gga? what?
f_ck y’all, f_ck y’all n_ggas
yeah, baby boy, the wild card
i keep the abm in the game

- rx papi lyrics

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