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letra de westside benji - rx papi

[intro]
(turn up vile)
yuh, yuh
real rx
yuh, yuh
yuh, yuh

[verse]
i walked in this b-tch like westside benji
these mason margielas, these not bennys
auntie bought a nick with nothin’ but pennies
you dumb as f-ck, you think i turned it down?
hit his shoulder, made him turn around
beat the sh-t out the grill like chris brown
walk in this b-tch like charlie brown
you godd-mn right, it’s me and my dog
n-gga talk sideways i’ll break his jaw
draco kick like marshall law
n-gga, we deeper than the martial law
off the perc, papi don’t talk at all
5.56 hit his legs, he can’t walk at all
[?], he tried to walk it off
i walk in this b-tch like [?]
rob you for your jewels, sell ‘еm to your jeweler
i walk in this b-tch likе freddy kreuger
my auntie see me, say “hallelujah”
pap stack money like he half-jewish
glock on me if you wanna get into it
they say pap one of the realest to do it
i know n-ggas would smoke embalming fluid
they’ll k!ll you off embalming fluid
give him a hundred dollar and he’ll do it
walk in this b-tch like big tookie
the draco kick like the real bruce lee
these n-ggas move like orlando brown
they tuckin’ they [?] when i come around
if he got the bag, i’m runnin’ down
you touch my cartiers, i knock you the f-ck out
my b-tch say i’m s-xier than gervonta davis
gun on me big as gervonta davis
5.56 hit harder than gervonta davis
the work off-white like gervonta davis
i’m so icy pap like radric davis
so many calls they thought i work for avis
i don’t wanna hear your sob story, save it
my mom was mad i was serving the neighbors
my b-tch 60, she throw up neighbors
the house so big, it ain’t got neighbors
you broke as sh-t and ain’t got cable
i walk in this b-tch like jason statham
these b-tches move like dashiki
the draco could flip rakishi
i walk in this b-tch like blade
sharper than boosie with a fade
stove broke, use the microwave
all these n-ggas could suck my d-ck
i walk in this b-tch like b-tch, what it is?
b-tch, i walked in this b-tch like mr. biggs
you walked in this b-tch like lil fizz
these n-ggas move like icejjfish
i promise, on god, i’m not [?]
they say i sing better than [?]
audi a4, this a avant
real rx, i serve you a bomb
[?] was mad, he found out i was servin’ his mom
she don’t cop from me, she gon’ buy from other n-ggas
[?] want me with the money and not them other n-ggas
i’m strapped up for real, i’m not them other n-ggas
i walk in this b-tch like i don’t even f-ck with n-ggas
papi make you drop your cup of liquor
that’s what you get for f-ckin’ wit us
you came in wit ’em, now you duckin’ wit em
i up the rod, i’m tryna pluck a n-gga
the hood love pap, they f-ckin’ wit him
he died at the mall, i heard they [?] a n-gga
he was a opp anyway so f-ck the n-gga
walk in this b-tch like pee wee kirkland
i walked in like saddam wearin’ a turban
b-tch, i got the rod, i’m not nervous
a n-gga try me, he gettin’ murdered
these n-ggas make real good raps
i tell you what the f-ck be on my brain
n-gga, why the f-ck you lookin’ at my chain?
pap go in like gucci mane
i make a n-gga dig his partner up
i’m the one that round all the robbers up
we do the robbin’, ain’t no n-gga robbin’ us
call me, 1-800-robbers-r-us
i robbed sixteen n-ggas on the bus
before i left, i robbed the n-gga who drove the bus
i’ll rob a n-gga while he think he with us
while he robbin’ them, i’m robbin’ him
i robbed one of my mommas closest friends
i don’t think they’ll ever be that close again
sometimes i feel like the walls closin’ in
if you don’t f-ck with pap then blow [?]
i walked in this b-tch like sydney prescott
reach for this chain a n-gga better not
these n-ggas move like ezekiel jiles
throw a b-tch out the window like [?]
i’m ballin’, these n-ggas keep tryin’ to [?]
point-blank range, we fired ’em down
it’s on my lap while i’m ridin’ around
you can get shot for eyein’ me down
i walked in this b-tch like bobby brown
high out my mind, i’m in the clouds
should prolly drink some water and sit it down
i’m in the pool [?]
up the gl!ck and put a n-gga down
these n-ggas move like krusty the clown
[?] real rx, how the f-ck you sound?
if you ain’t real rx, get the f-ck from ’round
gl!ck knock a n-gga outta bounds
i walk to the store like kimbo slice
hit it wit a left and hit it wit a right
auntie [?] all night

- rx papi

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