Papoose
Papoose - That Nigga Pap, Nigga Pap songtekst
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That Nigga Pap, Nigga Pap,Nigga Pap,Nigga Pap That Nigga Pap, Nigga Pap, Papoose Niggaz Know Me Hottest Nigga On The Streets Hommie,P-A-P The Bootleggers Tell Me, Aint Seen A Nigga This Hott Since 50 When These Labels Sign Me Ima Lock The Game Up,Me And Kay Sleezy Im A Straight G, On Some B-K Shit, P-A-P I Keep My Hammer Tucked Picture Me Scared Of What? A Skinny Nigga ,So I Alwayz Pull My Pants Up (Them Niggaz Tear Shit Up)Who Me I Damn Jump Them Niggaz Tear Shit Up,Hold Up Let Me Stand Up Why You You A Scared Fuck They Hit Cha Man Up,Then You Better Man Up You Aint Got No Damn Guts,You God Damn Punk Stop Eight Ball Shaving, Getcha Grams Up Did A Sweep On The Block, When They Ran Up You Aint Even Give Us No Warning,You Got Us Jammed Up Seen Em Pull Their Vans Up, You Such A Damn Chump Instead Of Say Ya Man Down, Let Em Lock Ya Man's Up Better Hand Cuff Me To Myself, I Dont Share Cuffs If They Handcuff Me To Him, Ima Tear Him Up See I Came From The Bottom, But I Clammed Up So All My Gangstas Throw Ya Fucking Hands Up I Respect The Dirty South, Yeah They Get It Crunk But There Something I Dont Understand (What) Why Would I Let A Man Jump , And Pop His Damn Trunk When I Can Tear Him Up, Before He Even Stand Up See You Scared To Take A Risk, But You Aint Tuff Papoose Take More Risk Than Handcuffs Niggaz Say They Looking For Me They Wanna Blare Me Up Looking Where, Im Over Here Like Dandruff See See Them Niggaz Chased You Down Said You Was Running To Get Your Rachet You Never Came Back, You Ran Cause You A Faggot U Like To Send Them Wolves At Niggas, You Give Em Rachets U Might Even Cock The Gun, But You Never Clap It Go Ahed Send Them Wolves At Me, Send Them Bastards I Bet You I'll Smoke Everyone Of Them Little Bastards Wolves Move Around In Packs, I Know Their Tactics Hommie I Smoke A Pack A Day, I Gotta Have It I Never Shoot With My Bad Hand, I Gotta Clap With The Hand I Bag Crack With When I Re-Up, I Keep A Drug Attic With Me,I Open The Plastic Let Them Test It On The Spot, I Dont Fuck With No Cabbage I Cant Stand Middle Men,The Fuck Up Your Cabbage He Tried To Get His Pc,So He Wants You To Have It When I Go To Cop Grams, I Dont Come With Those Faggots Im Like A Brand New House, I Come With A Attic You Know That Nigga At The Dice Game Holding A Bank Got Everybody Under Pressure Cause He Roll With A Eight They Be Scared To Beat His Point And It Shows In His Face Even When He Throw A Duece, They Be Hoping They Ace But While You Raising Your Voice, Hommie Lower Your Base Your Body Bluffin' Is A Total Discrace Deep Down Inside You Dont Want No Parts Of Me You Aint Got No Heart, If You Aint Talking About No Money, What Cha Tounge Gon' Talk When I Run Up On You, That Gun Gon' Spark You Like A Nigga Who Getting A Shape Up, You Dont Want No Parts I Just Dip From The Narks, Cuz Im On The Grind I Sent My Dimes Ten Dollars, Dont Bring Me Mine I Aint Taking No Shorts When It Come To Mine While All Ya Niggas Take More Shorts Than Boosters In The Summer Time Niggaz Know Me Hottest Nigga On The Streets Hommie,P-A-P The Bootleggers Tell Me, Aint Seen A Nigga This Hott Since 50 When These Labels Sign Me Ima Lock The Game Up,Me And Kay Sleezy Im A Straight G, On Some B-K Shit, P-A-P