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letra de i give it up - papoose

yeah
here go my footsteps again, i’m still coming
y’all know what it is
yo, check it, yo
i give it up!
n-ggas coming at me sideways
i give it up!
in front of the club on fridays
i give it up!
the bed-stuy do or die way
give it up,what! x2
give it up!
n-ggas talk about sticking him up. yeah right
them n-ggas know how i give it up
out of town n-ggas talking bout hitting him up. yeah right
them n-ggas know how i give it up
these industry n-ggas talking bout spitting for bucks. yeah right
them n-ggas know how i give it up
verse:
i use to grip a razor
cut n-ggas in any situation
i’ll walk away from em, give em a ripaway scar
if i seen something i wanted i’m sticking bae pa
kept my shorty in the getaway car
you stash the drugs in your cleavage
i’mma stash the guns in my p-n-s
before we do a jux, we plan it (planet) like venus
i caught your man on the ave, he was drunk and weeded
that n-gga got stuck up like he conceited
them brooknaw n-ggas treat drama like stickers
then check em like nikes. give em sh-lls like adidas
bed-stuy, brownsville, don’t f-ck with these blocks
them boyz put the pump to your -ss like reebok
to the unawared, i’m leaving n-ggas running scared
y’all better come prepared
cause i be toting gunz and paying
for school i never cared
f-ck making as and bs
i wanna make gs and be the n-gga selling keys
at ease i squeeze, selling them nickels and them trees
instead of them leaves, i grow my money from the trees
y’all know the story then, i keep drama like auditoriums
then i clap at it just like a m-th-f-cking audience
word on the street, n-ggas slanging what i’m slanging
better ss-sling it swinging,cause i ain’t swinging when i’m bringing
now they out of line, it bout to be a violent crime
stuck the ox in my pocket, in case i gotta face some island time
filling my boots with extra lead
cause f-ck it the bad boys in blue, can be the bl–dy boys in red
premed, i c-ck my gun and grab my keys
but the left the back door open cause i ain’t try to freeze for no d’s
we breeze, only the automatic fifth in me
guess it wasn’t no mystery, i was bout to make them n-ggas history
deep under pressure they put two and two together
but they ain’t clever, i keep my fifth beretta filled with four
better forever bop. toting my trigger through the glock
i blew him in his knot, and made the n-gga do the wop
uncertain. i seen a shadow lurking peeking through a curtain
my gun starting bursting, i left her hurting with her head squirting
punks was coming out of thugs
but n-ggas was trying to form on me cause i gunning out of slugs
running like adrenaline they was coming like the gremalins. dipped behind the car. remembering i stuck my timbalands
started sparking and bucking
the symbolence surrendering
emptied all their pockets and left them m-th-f-ckas trembling
i bust mines,and all you sons can’t harm me
y’all little and scrawny
i’m a one man army
papoose!
kay slay:
we tried to warn y’all n-ggas…y’all just wouldn’t listen…
dang!

- papoose

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