That N***a Pap, N***a Pap,N***a Pap,N***a Pap
That N***a Pap, N***a Pap, Papoose

N***as Know Me
Hottest N***a On The Streets Hommie,P-A-P
The Bootleggers Tell Me, Ain't Seen A N***a This Hott Since 50
When These Labels Sign Me Ima Lock The Game Up,Me And Kay Sleezy
Im A Straight G, On Some B-K Shit, P-A-P

I Keep My Hammer Tucked
Picture Me Scared Of What?
A Skinny N***a ,So I Alwayz Pull My Pants Up
(Them N***as Tear Shit Up)Who Me I Damn Jump
Them N***as Tear Shit Up,Hold Up Let Me Stand Up
Why You [?]
You A Scared Fuck
They Hit Cha Man Up,Then You Better Man Up
You Ain't Got No Damn Guts,You God Damn Punk
Stop Eight Ball Shaving, Getcha Grams Up
Did A Sweep On The Block, When They Ran Up
You Ain't Even Give Us No Warning,You Got Us Jammed Up
Seen Em Pull Their Vans Up, You Such A Damn Chump
Instead Of Say Ya Man Down, Let Em Lock Ya Man's Up
Better Hand Cuff Me To Myself, I Dont Share Cuffs
If They Handcuff Me To Him, Ima Tear Him Up
See I Came From The Bottom, But I Clammed Up
So All My Gangstas Throw Ya Fucking Hands Up
I Respect The Dirty South, Yeah They Get It Crunk
But There Something I Dont Understand (What)
Why Would I Let A Man Jump , And Pop His Damn Trunk
When I Can Tear Him Up, Before He Even Stand Up
See You Scared To Take A Risk, But You Ain't Tuff
Papoose Take More Risk Than Handcuffs
N***as Say They Looking For Me
They Wanna Blare Me Up
Looking Where, Im Over Here Like Dandruff
See See Them N***as Chased You Down
Said You Was Running To Get Your Rachet
You Never Came Back, You Ran Cause You A Faggot
U Like To Send Them Wolves At N***as, You Give Em Rachets
U Might Even Cock The Gun, But You Never Clap It
Go Ahed Send Them Wolves At Me, Send Them Bastards
I Bet You I'll Smoke Everyone Of Them Little Bastards
Wolves Move Around In Packs, I Know Their Tactics
Hommie I Smoke A Pack A Day, I Gotta Have It
I Never Shoot With My Bad Hand, I Gotta Clap With The Hand
I Bag Crack With
When I Re-Up, I Keep A Drug Attic With Me,I Open The Plastic
Let Them Test It On The Spot, I Dont Fuck With No Cabbage
I Can't Stand Middle Men,The Fuck Up Your Cabbage
He Tried To Get His Pc,So He Wants You To Have It
When I Go To Cop Grams, I Dont Come With Those Faggots
Im Like A Brand New House, I Come With A Attic
You Know That N***a At The Dice Game Holding A Bank
Got Everybody Under Pressure Cause He Roll With A Eight
They Be Scared To Beat His Point And It Shows In His Face
Even When He Throw A Duece, They Be Hoping They Ace
But While You Raising Your Voice, Hommie Lower Your Base
Your Body Bluffin' Is A Total Discrace
Deep Down Inside You Dont Want No Parts Of Me
You Ain't Got No Heart, If You Ain't Talking About No Money, What Cha Tounge Gon' Talk
When I Run Up On You, That Gun Gon' Spark
You Like A N***a Who Getting A Shape Up, You Dont Want No Parts
I Just Dip From The Narks, Cuz Im On The Grind
I Sent My Dimes Ten Dollars, Dont Bring Me Mine
I Ain't Taking No Shorts When It Come To Mine
While All Ya N***as Take More Shorts Than Boosters In The Summer Time
N***as Know Me
Hottest N***a On The Streets Hommie,P-A-P
The Bootleggers Tell Me, Ain't Seen A N***a This Hott Since 50
When These Labels Sign Me Ima Lock The Game Up,Me And Kay Sleezy
Im A Straight G, On Some B-K Shit, P-A-P