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[intro: young pappy]

everybody stay talking ’bout they wanna hear that new young pappy and bang
well, my manager he taxed for a feature, but you don’t get taxed if you the gang
a head shot put a patch in his brain
i’m smoking on dead n-gg-s, i’ll match you a name
shorty told spazz, “i can’t hang where you hang cause you hang with young pappy and he gave you that name.”

[verse 1: bang da hitta]

b-tch i go crazy, b-tch i got crazy!
ready to k!ll, going in like the navy!
whippin’ the c-ke like i’m bringing back slavery
my n-gg-s they with it, they riding, no racing
they pop out the cut like a scene up on jason
my n-gg-s don’t run, only time when they chasing
how cause that death flip them right on their faces
you don’t rock with us? f-ck ’em then waste them

[verse 2: young pappy]

sure i got a whole lot of motherf-cking shooters on my squad
whole lotta shots, whole lotta shooters
whole uzis, whole lotta macs
whole lotta tecs, whole lotta glocks, whole lotta rugers
sure i made all the shots, saying i’m a rap star
n-gg-‘s getting clapped, h-ll nah, we ain’t losing
toolies dress me up, h-ll nah, i ain’t doing
n-gg-‘s know where i stay but h-ll nah, i ain’t moving
i ain’t ducking no action
when you see me, it’s cracking
nine times out of ten, i got it
you ain’t no savage
you gon’ make me call up mac tell ’em “f-ck traffic, bring out them ratchets”
i ain’t never lackin’
n-gg-‘s say never say never, well b-tch n-gg-, i ain’t never lackin’
i ain’t never lackin’
n-gg-‘s say never say never,, well b-tch n-gg-, i ain’t never lackin’

[verse 3: bang da hitta]

for my squad, i’mma blam n-gg-s
in broad day, go ham, n-gg-
it’s k!lla season, no cam, n-gg-
get lean like you off xans, n-gg-
it’s straight bars, no tams, n-gg-
all my n-gg-s hundred grand, n-gg-
we’ll pop out that van, n-gg-
just spazz out, straight fan, n-gg-
i’m f-cking up [?]
[?]
shoot with precision, you shot in the air, what you shooting at, pigeons?
you pbgk? b-tch is you tripping?
that’s what turns n-gg-s up into victims
beat him and burn him in front of his children
burning them up but then we were the k!llers

[verse 4: young pappy]

i be on the pole where it’s cold at
you need like 2-3 coats and about 4 hats
i hang with insanes, we post where the stones at
n-gg- talk crazy, where his brains? where the floors at
i be on the ave and the mav where the moes at
i don’t come outside unless i ask where the poles at
f-cking with a real n-gg-, she don’t wanna go back
ask about a body, h-ll nah, i don’t know that

[verse 5: bang da hitta]

got pap on the track, we spazzing

- young pappy

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