Papoose

Papoose - Publicity Stunt lyrics

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You coulda caught him on the back street and semi'd him up 

But you caught him on front street really to front 

What type of reputation do you idiots want 

Stop pullin them publicity stunts (reputation) 

You really wanna leave your enemies slumped 

Or you pullin a publicity stunt (reputation) 

You gonna be drinkin out my henessy cup 

When I pour it for the niggas who aint here 

Publicity stunt 



They pullin publicity stunts I hear these niggas 

They tryin to sound like me I hear these niggas 

Yea I hear these niggas but I don't feel em tho 

Ever violate thugacation I kill em slow 

Yeah we move around with those things, niggas know 

Ask the streets man I locked it down from the gitty-go 

Niggas talk bout they looking for us, here we go 

Go head pop off and get shot like a video 

I eat food, right now you look like cereal 

Frosted flakes, rice krispies and cheerios 

Got all of these rappers walkin round on they tippy toes 

I got an illy flow 

Ima tell you like my niggas in the Bronx say it 

I get busy mo 

He claiming he aint running when Im letting that semi go 

I bet you he run when I bag that milly tho 

I make a nigga haul ass like Aresenio 

Cop the bottle pop the bottle and let the henny flow 

Im feeling kinda windy tho 

Somebody mustve let the window open 

Theres flies on my thrown 

Shoo fly shoo the king is now home 

Roaches crawling on my microphone 

Mosquitoes they biting my poems 

Fresh from summer jam im back in my zone 

Im about to exterminate you clones 

You telling me you need to blow you deserve to fail 

People in hell need ice water 

I come out a thirsty hell 

They don't believe hard work prevail 

They rather start controversy cuz they say controversy sells 

That's the reason 60 niggas is locked in 30 cells 

Making 10 dollars a week they working jail 

Bloodshed erupts when controversies fail 

So easy to dig a grave the earth is frail 

Count dirty money so I keep dirty nails 

No evidence don't leave a dirty trail 

They like a bunch of crabs in a barrel when they see one leavin 

They pull him back down cuz none of em wanna see him 

Rise to the top they feel like he gonna leave em 

So they gotta stop em from achieving 

Rappers fighting over the summer but the summer's just a season 

I stand for a cause and go to war for a reason 

Wise maneuvers cuz I grew up on the block with shooters 

I don't bow down to no man im not a Buddhist 

You looking for an opportunity to stop the truest 

I wont give you an opportunity you opportunist 

Tote crazy calico's and proper ruggers 

Cock pop you losers 

Back out betsy and put one in her head 

You gonna lose your life pa 

Cuz my bullets stay in betsy like a life guard 

Put one in betsy head 

Hit all yall niggas up 

Cuz my bullets stay in betsy head like swimming trunks 

My Brownsville niggas feel that 

They know whats up 

Call me out and im showin up 



Cuz I run up with the oowhop baby shootout crazy you not crazy duck 

We pull out 80s move out lady you got shady love 

That dude got sprayed move yall ladies dudes out now may be tough 

But these dudes obey these moves I say they move our way we bust 

Get thru my day I move my yay get moola lately what 

It's the truth I cant be touched 

I sit back and roll 2 dutches cuz my crew got crazy blunts 

I roll a double dutch like 

1 my baby 2 my baby jump 

you gon be drinking out my hennesy cup 

when I pour it for the niggas who aint here 

publicity stunt









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Language: English

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