PapooseAim Shoot

[Hook: x2] Gill got the wappers, spittin on getting Papoose You won’t get it pap, you won’t get you won’t get it pap Papoose, aim, shoot Papoose, aim, shoot Papoose, aim, shoot Papoose, aim, shoot [Verse:] Straight out the big gapple it’s Papoose in the mall The apple was nothing without me like Steve Jobs At the dice game, keep a mag on me Why would I let another man ask bet me I’m the best like Cali, I bang if I shoot A n***a gotta pay me if he throwin ace in my hood So the drug dealers wet work, beat all the pushers When you was still in yo moms crib, eatin your bubbers I live the fast life, that’s why I stay in a hurry Papoose be killing the mike like Doctor Murray King of New York, cop the caliber My raps off the wall like a 2011 calendar Why everybody out of character? They all mad at me, I got em pissed like a caffeter Champion, I’m not yo challenger Stop amateurs like the sandman, banks how we handle em? [Hook: x2] Gill got the wappers, spittin on getting Papoose You won’t get it pap, you won’t get you won’t get it pap Papoose, aim, shoot Papoose, aim, shoot Papoose, aim, shoot Papoose, aim, shoot [Verse:] I’m Cary, the problem fixer, I wanna argue wit ya What made it all be less, you n***a you were talkin Mister the wrath of God will hit ya with a horror picture Call it this rap takeout, we don’t mob deliver I’m too hard for the hardest n***a, they fold like cardboard Handle that now, n***a ain’t no harm caused Candy little heavy so relieve the arm saw Yea world war gave you what you starved for All my shooters buy products of the worst recession Aim for the dome and laugh when they purchase vesses Get that s**t right there, it’s irrelevant The n****s walk around here, with s**t to kill a elephant So your next move better be your best move Like a chess move or get yo chest smooth Cuz when we come through you better have yo guns too Cuz all we do is aim shoot, all we do is aim shoot [Hook: x2] Gill got the wappers, spittin on getting Papoose You won’t get it pap, you won’t get you won’t get it pap Papoose, aim, shoot Papoose, aim, shoot Papoose, aim, shoot Papoose, aim, shoot [Verse:] Back from hell, sorry I left you without no hard s**t to step to The drought is done, it’s rain season You can’t stop my storm, you can’t slow up my flow up nah (uh uh) It’s gonna pour cats and dogs Thunder and lightning bolts, knock the lights off When I black out make you miss me like N***a, where you been at? Word Bout tired of the soft s**t, it gets boring They look like punks and act like a woman You need danger, a little ratchet You need this lightning, I put a little pressure Just to balance things out, we’re not the same Some n****s is loud, some n****s is lame Some is real or some is fake You draw the line in the sand, which side you claim? [Hook:] Gill got the wappers, spittin on getting Papoose You won’t get it pap, you won’t get you won’t get it pap Papoose, aim, shoot Papoose, aim, shoot Papoose, aim, shoot Papoose, aim, shoot Gill got the wappers, spittin on getting Papoose You won’t get it pap, you won’t get you won’t get it pap
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