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lirik lagu rx papi - no man above the gang

[intro: rx papi]
it’s the dawg

[verse 1: rx papi]
a b~tch won’t never make it to my crib, i don’t play them f~cking games
brodie came to sn~tch a n~gga soul, he don’t want no f~ckin’ chain
we gon’ slide broad~day, matter if it’s rain pourin’
yeah, we bound to lose, but we gon’ make him feel that pain more
i love my guys to death, they gotta put us in the same [?]
and you can cut them games while you are here ’cause bro’nem ain’t for it
ain’t no one man above the gang
my n~ggas rock ricks and chains
this for all the men, p~ssy, you can keep the f~cking fame
b~tches don’t know who to pick, they saying we all look the same
when brodie hit the turn pipe [?]
i bounce out with all my ice on and go to tossing flame
all the bros got thirtys on ’em, b~tch, that’s why we walkin’ strange
the way we swing that belt you gon’ think we on a [?]
you died before the diss, now i guess that sh~t’ll never drop
[?] a bully, he gon’ do what he want on whoever block
my gat ain’t never goin’ on chill, this sh~t forever hot
and i just mixed my meds up, that sh~t just went the wrong way
hundred thousand cash, with my hands i count it all~day
when i got outta prison i ain’t asked for no n~gga help
three hundred thousand cash, all blues, i count that sh~t myself
and i feel like quanny in the mirror, i’m like “yeah, i did it”
bro ain’t gotta ask no questions, n~gga, h~ll yeah, i’m with it
we gon’ push yo’ hat back tryna knock your brain off
brodie pulled his mask down but never took his chains off
[verse 2: ot7 quanny]
fishscale sosa in the trap, i smell like a bird
b~tch chasin’ me, i’m chasin’ racks, get on my f~ckin’ nerves
i ain’t never goin’ broke again, yeah, i got mouths to feed
you ain’t ballin’ no more, why the f~ck you think you [?]?
pink slip boys, brand new toy cost three hundred thou’
rap ass, cappin’ ass n~ggas, stay the f~ck from ’round
bulletproof the truck, a hundred shots, that’s how you ‘posed to bend
n~gga touch me, you gettin’ the belt, yeah, that sh~t over with
i woke up and made a hundred gs, it’s only nine o’clock
don’t you see the swag? i’m in the mall shoppin’ ’til i drop
n~gga, i done got rich and then got rich again
she’s gon’ never tell me “no”, look at this whip i’m in
real chicken getter, i wake up and get them racks for breakfast
way before i ever wrote a rap, yeah, n~gga, i was steppin’
sosa baby came back from the dirt, yeah, they thought i was dead
let a n~gga lay a finger on me, i’ma drop his ass
i just made two hundred fifty thou’, it ain’t even been a week
money counter was on my lap last night when i went to sleep
big ass diamond chain around my neck, b~tch, cost a bmw
my left pocket like a fatass, this a bbw
five hundred thousand in a maybach, posted in the ‘jects
i got that check on me like a box of cigarettes

- lirik lagu rx papi

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