[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 nigga a bitch, he ain't got it in him

I walk in this bitch and get to trippin'

These niggas 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 nigga 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 niggas corny like Memphis Bleek

Walk in this bitch like Petey "Roll Out"

Use a Gillette razor cut a nigga throat out

I'm Yosemite Sam at the showdown

Papi cook it, grimy and lowdown

I robbed a nigga 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 nigga 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 niggas 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 niggas 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

"Nigga, Papi, my bad, I ain't mean it like that"

Beat him with the Glock like it was a bat

Hell nah, these niggas ain't cut like me

Hell nah, these niggas ain't built like me

These niggas not really in the field like me

I'm tryna rap but I still gotta eat

Can't crawl out nigga I'm in knee deep

Slide three niggas with money on my head

Every time get a new chain, buy a new gun

Niggas 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

Niggas had the pole, ain't even shoot back

Can't believe I put my trust into that nigga

Knew I shouldn't have been fucking with that nigga

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 niggas 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 nigga, 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 nigga 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