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letra de smooth slither - rx papi

[verse 1]
when i’m in the trap, junkies come to the front
you a broke n-gga, you need you a front
how i kidnap your daughter, put her in a trunk
that [?] been missing, had a [?] once
n-gga, i’m really living what i’m rapping
i ain’t with the internet flagging
take my belt off, beat you like your daddy
i remember times when i didn’t have it
they say, “papi, why the f-ck you so mad?”
you ain’t never seen your brother get toe-tagged
you ain’t never lost your d-mn daddy
i lost my mind, n-gga, i might crash
every day i wake up ready to spazz
run down on a junkie, bust his ass
i don’t wanna hear no excuses, where my cash?
don’t play with me, boy, i’ll beat you bad
they say, “papi, you need to calm down”
i’m on narcotics, n-gga, i’m on a 30
i got a glock nueve with a .30
glock been doing no [?], they think they gon’ hurt me
n-ggas talk down but i ain’t worried
detectives on my ass, they thirsty
trying to hit a n-gga with a conviction
i’m never seen when i’m in the kitchen
[bridge]
you saw what happened to manolo, n-gga
i’m robins-downed, this ain’t polo, n-gga
this a glock nueve not a .44, n-gga
this a compact, not a long-nose, n-gga
you know how the d-mn song go, n-gga
i been down the long road, n-gga
my auntie died, n-gga, off of cancer
i stopped praying cuz i ain’t get no answer

[verse 2]
my momma tryna tell me about jesus
look her in her face, i don’t believe her
how the h-ll imma believe him, i ain’t see him?
where the f-ck he at when i need him?
where the f-ck he was when n-ggas was scheming?
where the f-ck was he when i needed a brick?
where was he when i was down-bad, on my ass, with a glock hunting for a l!ck?
when i was riding around the town with a stick
counterfeit money
for that sh-t i resent him
boy, i heard about you, i know that you a b-tch
.762s coming out the clip
i ain’t odd but i got the stick
and when i shoot, n-gga, i don’t miss
i aim at the target then hit
i spot a junkie, it’s my sixth sense
i slapped auntie she was short six cents
i had to shoot him and he was 66
soon as that b-tch come off my hip
shoulda seen unc eyes when the work got whipped
this here is solid, it ain’t gon’ drip
soon as you put it in your pipe, it’s lit
had three extra dollars, i gave him another hit
he say, “yeah, papi, that’s it!”

- rx papi

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