Papoose Come Out Party (Produced By Dame Grease) Lyrics

[Hook]
I aint gon' lie, I respect the YG's they gon' ride
why would I let one of these little n____s take my pride
they got taller but they aint my size
I was there when you first came outside
c'mon shorty, I know you wanna get one up on me
but I aint impressed by none of them I'm sorry
and don't you ever pull ya gun out by me
you just having ya come out party

[Verse]
cuz if a n____ let you take his shine and push his whip
let you put his jewels on when you bagging a b____
when he catch drama who you think he gon' come get
it's a Catch 22 to that s___
if he let you put work on the block, eat on the strip
every now and then he let you make a couple of flips
when they say he cant hustle who he gon' come get
it's a Catch 22 to that s___
I spend my nights inside the throne
dazed out in some type of chronic zone
my cipher's silent holmes, I write a diabolic poem
n____s cant fight, that's why they hide behind the chrome
so I'm quick to click on them just like a Riker's Island phone
know how it is in the hood, man its rough
so n____s be doing credit card scams and such
n____ pay yo bills, and you give him half of the bucks
but when that check bounce you gon' wanna f___ him up
income tax time we be living it up
let somebody claim yo kids and they give you a cut
one of my fiends overpaid me, I'm thinking I jerked her
I aint notice she gave me a fake bill when I served her
shorty keep calling my phone saying some chick chirped her
don't bother me while I'm working, I'm a hard worker
she said she got love for me, I aint wanna hurt her
but "whats love got to do with it" like Tina Turner
went to the club the same night, a n____ I never heard of
acting like he tough guy, when he know he a burger
I aint pay him no mind, I'm a clip inserter
you wanna take this further
listen I'll make the owner change the name of this club,
when I grip my burner
you know they always change the name when somebody gets murdered
first I start off slow, then I pick up the pace and murk
he thought I was using that flow, I spit a dangerous verse
I conned him on the track, look how I played the jerk
man I make it hurt, I con-tracks (contracts) like paperwork
then grip on you, empty a whole clip on you
when you catch up to them they say it wasn't meant for you
don't say it wasn't meant for me when you pulled that trigger see
you aint give a f___ about who was in that vicinity
so now I'm like remember me? Yeah I'm yo enemy
maybe this desert eagle will refresh yo memory
put it next to your head and let the pound off
just to see you get nervous because I know you wild soft
had to pay a fortune to keep flossin' my style costs
my clicks surrounded by presidents, how bout yours?
I'm a grown man so I don't be hanging round George
me and Benjamin rock hard body we pals dog
what the f___ is you running around screaming the town yours
why don't you stick your head back in the ground you groundhog
like Voltron, play ya part or you dead
you form a arm, you form a leg, I form a head
its something like a disease that's slowly killing you
when it's a foul n____ in ya crew
its like sugar diabetes, I know you heard the typical
saying one bad apple spoil the batch, is it true?
you know you need the arm but what can you do
if you don't cut it off it could spread through your whole physical
even if you got love for the individual
you gotta cut him off, cuz that's what real n____s do