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letra de paper route - newborn, menace, toonchie5

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f-ck standin in one spot p-ssy n-gga make a movie
then go hit a l!ck a lil boy stayin [stoovy?]
patrol all my infants real dudes prolly got a loosescrew
we don’t know what to do but to shoot you and your crew
when we comin down your block leave a known scene murder
scene oh my god call the cops they heard shots
i’m just tryna reach the top so i flock for the drop
you n-ggas hate me cause i’m hot yo, b-tch wanna give me top
too focused on the paper so i [?] lil thot
pull up in a toyota honda hopped out i knock knock
n0body home we got the box we all pass got big knocks
pinky ring wit diamonds rocks b-tch i gave it all got
for lil flame you gettin popped, it ain even no f-ckin question
the block trippy pressin wit an automatic weapon
see your [?] see the heaven if you bang the wrong section
cause it can get active real quick in split seconds
i was fifteen years old, i ain had nowhere to go, used to catch me on the a i was stealin off the store, sn-tchin gold young n-gga packin poles never trust a n-gga that told cause em type of n-ggas faux
yeah this way my streets

focus on this cash me n my n-ggas on the paper route, gotta make a dollar we screamin f-ck takin a safer route (x3)

b-tch i’m really in the field i ain takin no early rounds, i’m slidin to the hoochies if i see them i’m jumpin out, my mind on the mile i don’t kno what they be talm bout my n-ggas tryna k!ll for that dope we gon choke em out all gas no brakes sh-t they must wanna hate sh-t now back to the basic talk tall get yo face split don’t f-ck wit no fake sh-t don’t got it i take it, blu flame is the gang b-tch we still on sum gang sh-t and i even gon change sh-t forever the gang sh-t we gon blow up
your brains b-tch (we gon blow up your brains b-tch) you know beamer the beamer n allat pull up on yo block (f-ck hoochies n allat b-tch) yeah f-ck maggots n allat gang

focus on this cash me n my n-ggas on the paper route, gotta make a dollar we screamin f-ck takin a safer route (x3)
its hard in the hundreds when a n-gga tryna make it out man i swear to god we screamin f-ck takin a safer route theses hoochies tryna take me out them n-ggas tryna knock me down i’m focused on the f-ckin top i’m tryna take my city now and now later grindin too hard i can’t see nun of theses haters i’m just tryna get my take up they call me jp and i’m a real known crip yeah i’m straight out the hunnits i’ll shoot n lose the b-tch this drill sh-t sick yeah n-gga you gotta be quick wit the stick if you really wit the sh-ts bullets make you do a flip n make your partner take a sh-t when you seen how em infants jump out n do a hit if you quick make a b-tch buss quick just to bring me back the tip yeah shoot to holla free spooc outta that b-tch man this when they get missed we was raised to bust the clip we gon trip till they wit flame now

focus on this cash me n my n-ggas on the paper route, gotta make a dollar we screamin f-ck takin a safer route (x3)

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