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rx papi - criminal intent lyrics

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[intro]
uh, uh
uh, uh, uh
gl!ck get to goin’ off like it got tourette’s or somethin’
gl!ck get to…
uh, uh, uh

[verse]
gl!ck get to goin’ off like it got tourette’s or somethin’
he might have a vest or somethin’ so we hit his neck or somethin’
slide off in a ‘vette or somethin’, nah, we ain’t got respect for nothin’
n+gga, do what the f+ck i want and ain’t no n+gga checkin’ nothin’
they say i’m a reckless one, watch where you’re steppin’, hon
get your ass stomped with like a hundred ones
came with a hundred, plus a hundrеd ones
hundred in the drum, hundrеd of us, that’s a hundred guns
actin’ like you’re somethin’ that you’re not
quickest way to get your dumbass put inside a box
quickest way to get your dumbass knocked inside the lot
quickest way to get your dumbass robbed for all you got
i walked inside this b+tch lookin’ at my chain’, lookin’ at my watch
a n+gga play with me, his ass dyin’ on the spot
i ain’t finna let no n+gga take nothin’ that i got
b+tch, i worked hard for all my sh+t, i slung that raw for all this sh+t
i whipped that raw for all this sh+t, i’ll break your jaw for talkin’ sl!ck
and you know i’m quick to dog a b+tch
i jumped inside the d+mn car, i hit the gas and dog her quick
b+tch, i’m the definition of what dog it is and what lawless is
n+ggas be talkin’, but i’m flawless, b+tch, and i’m on narcotics, b+tch
and i snucked the rod in, do we got a problem?
n+ggas talk behind my back but won’t dare say that to my face
i been slithery since back in the day, the stick on me big as rod wave
gl!ck give a n+gga a boosie fade, when i shoot, get out the way
bullets, they ain’t got no names, 5.56 hit a b+tch in the face
glock got ’em lookin’ like stomp the yard, take that work, run the longest yard
that n+gga there’s a super fraud, i pull up in super cars
audi turbo, supercharged, this b+tch think i been doin’ fraud
wanna have a new ménage, treat me like a movie star
pap pull up in fancy cars, park it on the boulevard
‘member when i used to rip the raw, then go get it off
auntie took a blast and tried to talk, but couldn’t feel her jaw
got up out the seat and bust her ass ’cause she couldn’t even walk
it’s dog food in the trap but we don’t use that sh+t to feed a dog
people, get your n+gga, your best bet is not to speak at all



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