Papoose

Papoose - A Millie Freestyle

rate me

Move coca cola no soda

smoking potent aroma

Pull a loaded pistola and blow a hole in his shoulder

Mo shoulders we call us I told her

We showed that we bowed up my cultures culture

Yo dodga is chocha we showin the chauffers the

Rode to the coca we drovin the road but we

Brokin the road as we blow in the motor

They told us pull over we won't till we sober

Patrone and coronas could only console us

But no one control us you vultures now approach closure

I've chosen to overthrow yas expose ya like I'm

Supposed to you know the going is sober

So low and behold the throne hold the who

Hold the throne in the chocker till a dam

Throne walk in a coma my toaster and my

Holster slide closer you could die joker you

Niggas is bi polar and I fuck with the dogs

So we could get it on duke my nigga su woo

Like a woo tang law suit sharp with the pen

In the swore nigga pack a real boss can adapt

Open the doors to the lac walk in the corner

Store with a stack still rockin my shine while

Yours getting yapped keep em off the leash

Your jaw getting tapped cas if I saw sickem

The dogs will attack hell no they don't live

What they talk on them tracks them niggas is

Done I stuck a fork in them racks pulled up

On me with 4 4s in they laps full of ice grills I

Made a war with the mac mad at me cas you

See your girl is attached you stuck all stupid taken

Them shorts for your cracks shorties a mule

Homie she walks with my packs I dun sink

That broad the bost in the back wall full of

Plaques I get awards when I rap cas they applaud

If it's pap and I stay with the desert like a cactus

Homie it's on when I'm strapped try to run from

Me I put some thorns In your back (wenkster yule)?

Live what you talking your whack

these niggas is Birds

they wasn't born they was hatched.

Thanks to papoose for correcting these lyrics

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