Papoose - 6 Foot 7 Foot (Freestyle) lyrics

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Papoose - 6 Foot 7 Foot (Freestyle) lyrics

Papoose, Pap-poose I'm the greatest ever, cake, and hella Chase endeavors, wave Berettas Makin' fellas, face dilemmas, bake 'em down in Satan's cellar Man, I get it shakin' with a rapper, bet you they surrender Stomp 'em with the male UGG boots, you could taste the leather Let the dice shake with tremors, bet you I can trey, and better Head crack, acin', never Uh, pay the cheddar Master what you ain't remember, champion like a Lakers member Colder than a lae December, hit the bank and shanked the teller Your girl been chasin' n***as, said she need a baby-sitter Sendin' me them naked pictures, return straight to sender Comin' with a stray vendetta, you're about as fake as pleather Bangin' since I played with Sega, eatin' since the Reagan-era Man, I'm off the wall like Street Fighter, play with Vega Got the nickel-plate, whatever You's a bird, flame your feathers I'm the crime rate director, better find their protector Run them over on a track, should've shined their reflectors I'm a wise, brave inventor, Brooklyn mind-state projector Quick to vibrate your sector, make them migrate respectors Ever violate the Mecca, of the rhyme, stage professor I'll apply, and place the pressure, then annihilate your lecture We the tri-state perfecters, with some high-rate investors While them guys pay for pleasure, we arrive, take your treasure Mush your pie-faced heifer, push her off a skyscraper, tell her You should try and pray for better, like that guy Mason Betha I'm the Friday collector, redefine the face of terror Bring the helicopters out, make them fly their propellers Life is like a game of chess; why you guys playing checkers Hesitate to smoke a dutch, if the kind ain't vanilla Hustlin', bustlin', strugglin', jugglin' Doublin', he's blunderin', mumblin', fumblin' s**ers's stutterin' The raucous I brung you is tough as a puzzle, it's puzzlin' Bustin' your bubble, you stuck in a huddle, they huddlin' He rough, and he mellow, a thug; or he thorough, they wonderin' Come to the borough, with such a rebu*tal, I muzzle 'em Catch you on 14th and Franklin, I touch you, and tuck it in Come off the shuttle, and run through the tunnel, I'm troublesome Cut you, your blood at the puddle, so sudden, it's flutterin' The front of your mug, is so plugged with a slug, it's discolorin' This grave is for you, I dug with a shovel, then shoved him in d**h has become you, your sole is above you, it's hoverin' Blood on my Chuckers, he buckled, I'm chucklin' I'm humble revenge, I love you, he stumbled, I punished him Your bones could tumble, I'm thunderous Since you say you want to rumble in the jungle, the jungle could f**in' rumble then

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