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rx papi – westside benji lyrics

[intro]
(turn up vile)
yuh, yuh
real rx
yuh, yuh
yuh, yuh

[verse]
i walked in this b+tch like westside benji
these mason margielas, these not bennys
auntie bought a nick with nothin’ but pennies
you dumb as f+ck, you think i turned it down?
hit his shoulder, made him turn around
beat the sh+t out the grill like chris brown
walk in this b+tch like charlie brown
you godd+mn right, it’s me and my dog
n+gga talk sideways i’ll break his jaw
draco kick like marshall law
n+gga, we deeper than the martial law
off the perc, papi don’t talk at all
5.56 hit his legs, he can’t walk at all
[?], he tried to walk it off
i walk in this b+tch like [?]
rob you for your jewels, sell ‘еm to your jeweler
i walk in this b+tch likе freddy kreuger
my auntie see me, say “hallelujah”
pap stack money like he half+jewish
glock on me if you wanna get into it
they say pap one of the realest to do it
i know n+ggas would smoke embalming fluid
they’ll k!ll you off embalming fluid
give him a hundred dollar and he’ll do it
walk in this b+tch like big tookie
the draco kick like the real bruce lee
these n+ggas move like orlando brown
they tuckin’ they [?] when i come around
if he got the bag, i’m runnin’ down
you touch my cartiers, i knock you the f+ck out
my b+tch say i’m s+xier than gervonta davis
gun on me big as gervonta davis
5.56 hit harder than gervonta davis
the work off+white like gervonta davis
i’m so icy pap like radric davis
so many calls they thought i work for avis
i don’t wanna hear your sob story, save it
my mom was mad i was serving the neighbors
my b+tch 60, she throw up neighbors
the house so big, it ain’t got neighbors
you broke as sh+t and ain’t got cable
i walk in this b+tch like jason statham
these b+tches move like dashiki
the draco could flip rakishi
i walk in this b+tch like blade
sharper than boosie with a fade
stove broke, use the microwave
all these n+ggas could suck my d+ck
i walk in this b+tch like b+tch, what it is?
b+tch, i walked in this b+tch like mr. biggs
you walked in this b+tch like lil fizz
these n+ggas move like icejjfish
i promise, on god, i’m not [?]
they say i sing better than [?]
audi a4, this a avant
real rx, i serve you a bomb
[?] was mad, he found out i was servin’ his mom
she don’t cop from me, she gon’ buy from other n+ggas
[?] want me with the money and not them other n+ggas
i’m strapped up for real, i’m not them other n+ggas
i walk in this b+tch like i don’t even f+ck with n+ggas
papi make you drop your cup of liquor
that’s what you get for f+ckin’ wit us
you came in wit ’em, now you duckin’ wit em
i up the rod, i’m tryna pluck a n+gga
the hood love pap, they f+ckin’ wit him
he died at the mall, i heard they [?] a n+gga
he was a opp anyway so f+ck the n+gga
walk in this b+tch like pee wee kirkland
i walked in like saddam wearin’ a turban
b+tch, i got the rod, i’m not nervous
a n+gga try me, he gettin’ murdered
these n+ggas make real good raps
i tell you what the f+ck be on my brain
n+gga, why the f+ck you lookin’ at my chain?
pap go in like gucci mane
i make a n+gga dig his partner up
i’m the one that round all the robbers up
we do the robbin’, ain’t no n+gga robbin’ us
call me, 1+800+robbers+r+us
i robbed sixteen n+ggas on the bus
before i left, i robbed the n+gga who drove the bus
i’ll rob a n+gga while he think he with us
while he robbin’ them, i’m robbin’ him
i robbed one of my mommas closest friends
i don’t think they’ll ever be that close again
sometimes i feel like the walls closin’ in
if you don’t f+ck with pap then blow [?]
i walked in this b+tch like sydney prescott
reach for this chain a n+gga better not
these n+ggas move like ezekiel jiles
throw a b+tch out the window like [?]
i’m ballin’, these n+ggas keep tryin’ to [?]
point+blank range, we fired ’em down
it’s on my lap while i’m ridin’ around
you can get shot for eyein’ me down
i walked in this b+tch like bobby brown
high out my mind, i’m in the clouds
should prolly drink some water and sit it down
i’m in the pool [?]
up the gl!ck and put a n+gga down
these n+ggas move like krusty the clown
[?] real rx, how the f+ck you sound?
if you ain’t real rx, get the f+ck from ’round
gl!ck knock a n+gga outta bounds
i walk to the store like kimbo slice
hit it wit a left and hit it wit a right
auntie [?] all night

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