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rx papi - w.a.n.w. (my name is my name intro) (music video version) lyrics

[intro]
ayo, whats the word, youngin?
ain’t sh_t [?], hope you outside, n_ggas is buggin’ the f_ck out, talking wild dumb sh_t, you heard
yo, hey, hey, what the f_ck shorty talkin’ ’bout, my n_gga
nah, i ain’t even really talkin’ ’bout that, pap’, i ain’t even gon’ hold you
but, yo, why the f_ck you was runnin’ your mouth, bro?
you gon’ get n_ggas caught
wait, shut the f_ck up, n_gga
who the f_ck is you to keep something from me?
yo, shorty, these n_ggas talkin’ crazy?
n_gga, basically, they talking like you on your music sh_t, you ain’t really outside
and first of all, if i want to say something to my mans i’ma say it, f_ck you talkin’ ’bout why i’m talkin’ hot, n_gga
yo, listen here, man, bottom line, any n_gga speak on my name gon’ die
i don’t give a f_ck if you gotta k!ll his momma, his daddy, broad_daylight, i don’t give a f_ck, n_gga
my name is my f_cking name

[verse]
play with me if you want n_gga and die
broad daylight, fah_fah_fah
i’m in that kitchen and i don’t get tired
n_ggas d_ck rodе then they switched sidеs
he left the corner store with his baby mom
got his dumbass shot five times
they put my gang on fox 5
broad daylight, we open the fire
one of your homies just got k!lled, and ain’t one of you n_ggas slide
i can give a f_ck about a rap deal, play with me b_tch and i’m outside
walk around town with the fire
got too much pride to let sum’ slide
and everytime i say: “long live dem boys” another n_gga finna die
i’m melly with murder on my mind
i’m ridin’ dirty, the burner on my side
beat the pot, gotta scr_pe the sides
aim good like i got a extra eye
b_tch dirt but she got good neck and thighs
he was dead but i shot him a extra time
them crackers gon’ try to give me extra time
i was in the a hoping they extradite me
parole ask me what’s going on
i don’t wanna talk, i don’t know what’s going on
five hundred dollars to get a n_gga gone
i mean what i say my word is bond
golden gun in my hand, james bond
2 door sticked up, james bond
b_tch say i’m cute as james bond
glock in my suit like james bond
they pulled me over ’cause they know my car
he tryin’ his hardest to find the raw
it’s a stash box inside the car
stupid, you’ll never found the raw
neph like chris and snoop together
two big ass glocks shoot together
he like: “pap, i got you forever”
i’m like: “n_gga, i got you whenever”
i jump out the bed like skinny meech
these n_ggas act like mini_mes
i’m like ar_ab in philly, straight gangster i’m not gillie
these n_ggas wanna be a barksdale
beat a n_gga face with a barbell
i’m in love with the new car smell
i don’t wear fake jewelry like ralo
in my hood i sold more dope than ralo
these n_ggas move like nas x
[?] some of my stress
i beat the pot with a right and left
put money on ’em and got ’em left
on murders, how i spent my check
omertà until the death
off the hip, shoot from the step
they seen i was strapped from the step
i f_ck around and shoot ’em to death
two hundred shots, just you and neph?
i run the game, i dont need a ref
i sell dope, f_ck a rap check
i’m on two different bails
they tryna get the gang ysl’d
spank you a rat, why you tell?
they got my n_gga yano on the run
we jump out them cars and we gon’ dump
peso text me, said “keep going”
send yano money, tell ’em: “keep runnin'”
when i die they gon’ remember me like meech
dirty ass n_gga out of the east
ran it up and took care of my people
my b_tch straight and my mama good
i sold dope in all kind of hoods
i still live in the wish a n_gga woods
everyday i wake up, i wish a n_gga would
oh, that’s two times in it? let me hit the ‘wood
they know ’bout me in east atlanta
papi geeked and he keep the hammer

- rx papi

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