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Lil Poppa

R.I.P.

 

R.I.P.

(album: Evergreen Wildchild 2 - 2020)


Why these niggas paying for attention
Putting me in they mentions
Playing like we don't stand on business
Shit all the opps been missing
Bag on my head come get it
Bet not be no less than fifty better send your best to get me
Guaranteed he resting with me
Can't lie I'm trey d high can't let a nigga rest in piss me
Can't fuck with me in the streets so try their best to diss me
Them niggas round ain't even your niggas right price I'll have them flip you
Every week youngin gotta new pistol smashed he don't give a fuck who with you

Hold on I'm talking too much I'm tripping
I ain't going back and forth I'm busy
Say you wanna go to war I'm with it
Go wherever I want in my city
Poppa out no less than fifty
Poppa out don't think he slipping
3.5 my blunt I'm tripping can't let a nigga rest in piss me
Get high thinking bout my niggas why he died wish he was with me
I ain't going out behind these bitches you'll die before I let you trick me
And you ain't the one doing the killing let me hush I'ma mind my business
I don't need another nigga riding with me just me Luh Quez and that glizzy

Can't let a nigga rest in piss me
Ten on a nigga head Mike Bibby
Aye free KK we miss em think I even signed the petition
I'm out west riding with a killer when I talk he don't even wanna listen
He don't even want the money this personal but if he get a headshot I'm tipping
I got blood on these I'm dripping
Doughboy can't go like Ricky
His homeboy ain't make it to Christmas he doing that dissing he tripping
I don't know what he on can't pay me to listen
I heard your lil song come pay me a visit
Free CP3 up out of that prison ain't ran down on a nigga
In a minute I know he miss it
Aye Desi Block die behind my blizzy like on the Ave this shit get litty
Aye I heard jalen left his mans that wasn't the plan but they ain't finished
I want em all same sentence RIP my dawgs and I meant it
And they gone say the gang did it
Ain't no sense of hiding this shit let's get it

Hold on I'm talking too much I'm tripping
I ain't going back and forth I'm busy
Say you wanna go to war I'm with it
Go wherever I want in my city
Poppa out no less than fifty
Poppa out don't think he slipping
3.5 my blunt I'm tripping can't let a nigga rest in piss me
Get high thinking bout my niggas why he died wish he was with me
I ain't going out behind these bitches you'll die before I let you trick me
And you ain't the one doing the killing let me hush I'ma mind my business
I don't need another nigga riding with me just me Luh Quez and that glizzy

done

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