[Intro]
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Real Rx
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[Verse]
Mind your own business, get you a long way
Bullets don't got names, get the fuck out the way
Drink made him get hyphy like he from the bay
When you talk to a man look him dead in the face
I been stuck in this mood for a couple of days
Hell nah, I ain't working for minimum wage
He get hit with the glicks, no chance he gon' make it
I walked in like a junkie, freebasing
Four o's on the front, four o's on the back
Glock on me look like Bernie Mac
Bloodhound for thе money, I smell wherе it's at
They hated on Pap, they can kiss my ass
Thinking 'bout cuz and I get in my feelings
He cross that line with me, I kill him
That n***a a bitch, he ain't got it in him
I walk in this bitch and get to trippin'
These n***as move like Sammy the Bull
Beat your face with the Glock 'cause I'm not with the bull
You make one false move then the Glock gettin' pulled
I'm good at the wheel bitch we not gettin' pulled
I shoot better than Pierce, Paul
AR bigger than Pau Gasol
Chris Brown Glock knock you wall to wall
Told cuz you could order what you want
Cook crack like a five star restaurant
The Glock got more kickback than LeBron
Walked in this bitch like "what's goin' on"
I got a good reason why I did you wrong
Turn your back on me I'ma still be be good
Salt dont kill playa's only slugs
Bankroll on me bigger than me
I beat the shit outta a n***a bigger than me
He thought he was gonna win 'cause he bigger than me
Bitch this Glock I got bigger than me
Shooters from the roof, you get shot in your teeth
These n***as corny like Memphis Bleek
Walk in this bitch like Petey "Roll Out"
Use a Gillette razor cut a n***a throat out
I'm Yosemite Sam at the showdown
Papi cook it, grimy and lowdown
I robbed a n***a after I promised I wouldn't
I wanted to let him go but I just couldn't
I don't really got friends 'cause I robbed them all
Me and my right hand man, we robbin' in the mall
I ended up robbin' him before I dropped him off
Before a R.I.C.O. I strip a n***a to his drawers
Glock to your face, problem solved
Whatever you do, don't get the cops involved
I got real bad flashbacks
Walk in this bitch like Mad Max
Close my eyes, everything go black
These n***as be talkin' 'bout this and that
I'm not the one, I don't want chat
I got a gangsta bitch La' Chat
Spin off on a n***as like "pardon, my bad"
I'm goin' to get it, I'll be right back
What happened to all of that tough shit
Now you talkin' like a hoe soundin' dumb and shit
"N***a, Papi, my bad, I ain't mean it like that"
Beat him with the Glock like it was a bat
Hell nah, these n***as ain't cut like me
Hell nah, these n***as ain't built like me
These n***as not really in the field like me
I'm tryna rap but I still gotta eat
Can't crawl out n***a I'm in knee deep
Slide three n***as with money on my head
Every time get a new chain, buy a new gun
N***as talk all they want, they don't ever do nun
I done been in shootouts back to back
Told crodie don't run or turn your back
I was only 19 when they hit me in my back
N***as had the pole, ain't even shoot back
Can't believe I put my trust into that n***a
Knew I shouldn't have been fucking with that n***a
I'm scared as a bitch, I don't know if I'ma walk
My head spinnin', everything gettin' dark
Closed my eyes, I thought I was gonna see God
Instead I saw the first n***as I ever robbed
Shot him in the leg 'cause he ain't give it up
Even if he was, it wasn't quick enough
My mama say I need to go and get counseling
I told crodie call me when them ounces in
When I walk in the trap don't be announcin' it
The weed name dumb as shit, can't pronounce the shit
I walk in this bitch and I'm breakin' it down
Put the rod on a n***a, I'm laying him down
"Ayo, Papi, what the fuck wrong with you?"
I'm like, "what the fuck you wanna do?"
They say that n***a blackin' when he in the booth
They say it only happens when he on the boot
I walk in this bitch like DJ Clue
Knock you the fuck out like stew