Paparazzi

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Paparazzi

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[Intro] Mothafuckas know (mothafuckas know) This is the end of the tape So we gotta do a finale For all the mob fiends, drama queens, and starter's dreams This is for you [Verse 1] In the clouds, I see the ghost of Tony Soprano lookin' down on me He's looking impressed at the size of my army He said "Young man, choose your words wisely" Cause in the moment, you could be put between the sheets, like Ron Isley It's unlikely, as I got all of my tracks covered I got the black snub in case I need to crack fuckers To all the black mothers, don't look up to the crime families Define insanity, risking your neck for life in the cannery I got the paparazzi's questioning why I cop versace Stop the presses this rumored man is gonna pop and die see Please go rewind me, only telling the truth They praying for downfalls, BIG said it all But me, I just try to stay classy for the grifters Ask me about the missus and goomahs for all the swindlers Me, I keep my life private or die tryin' People lookin' shifty everyday, so you front on me? Stop lyin' [Hook] It's a shame, niggas in the crack game Only for the money and the fame (extra large!) It's a shame, niggas in the crack game Only for the money and the fame (paparazzi) [Verse 2] I'm not afraid to make this business personal I'm not afraid to put your ass into hearses too Fuck a court case, I abhor rape, any underling who does it get's whacked And every other motherfucker I see it get's capped I wrap you in plastic if shit get's drastic Let's see what happens, you might get stabbed I slit your neck down to your adam's apple That's for snitching, Fuck sending, your going to the hell I slap you down to I'm blacking out til' I get sent to Riker's Island You know that I go silent if questioned about my rights, so try it I pack the Iron, so see if you catch my guard down These guard clowns acting like this is how I'm cappin'? Right I don't snitch, simple shit, even a simpleton gets If there's a horse head in your bed and a pencil through your neck This Omerta, we must follow the killer's code or die I pray to virgin mary, I pray to Jesus that he save my soul or try [Outro x4] Street Stories, gospels of heavy street shit (DJ Scratches)

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  • G15 Official