Got damm Papoose got his own worst punchlines site

ImGettingOldImGettingOld Posts: 2,759
edited August 2010 in The Reason
I guess he loss

http://worstpapoose.tumblr.com/

i dont know what u actin heartless for when u know u a target like a department store

stop living in denial/ the nile is a river in Egypt

I had to back my gun out in the deli he so simple/ I told the nigga make my sandwich with no pickles

”Thats why i give it to him give it to him with no hesitation/
You a coward I push your sh*t back like constipation”

these rappers is corny, they bars stupid
thats why i send fireballs at them and tell em “haruken”
talkin indirect like they bad as me
i take a rapper head off and tell em fatality

“these Psychotic niggaz envy me, and wanna be nuts….but i buSt nuts, like my genitals sexually…”

Killers’ll put the glocks to your memry
I’ma son of a gun, so if im coming my pops comin with me”

so son of a gun, i’m from the bridge/
so if you a son of a gun, i’m bangin ya pops at his kids/

I’ll bag dad(Baghdad) like Iraq/

yesterday u was a blood but u flip tonight, cause u like that sh*t that cilled Superman, you’s a “Crip Tonight.”

“I don’t care who offended cause I handle my business/
The gun stay in my jeans/genes like it’s family resemblence/

“When it comes to spendin money I stop at no price/
I take a long time to stop spinnin (spendin) like the last dice/”

“They know I bring it straight to the mic like I draft Kobe


“who want beef? act loud and bleed/
I stop niggaz from wantin beef like the mad cow disease/

gave it to funk flex, he bombed it/
now the stakes are high, like the top shelf of da meat market/

“if i know u, ill loan u a gun, i cant provide it/
bring my gun back, ill give u your money back, NIGGA BUY IT!!!/”

“imma quote Big Daddy Kane, this lyric”
*cough cough*, pardon me, but im fu*kin sick wid it!!!/”

“a nigga knock on my door wit a gun imma let him in/
then imma oput everything i got in his head n chin/”

yall niggaz is jews, so I’ma out do Hitler”

“remy look good in person jus like she do in the magazine, so ima stay close to ms.martin like dr.king”

that weed keep my mind out tha gutter, so i stay ‘HI’ like the word we use to greet each other”

“don’t like sittin the pen it stinks, but in brooklyn we sit in the pens like ink”-

“lil bow wow the size of a mini teck, we riddin around with guns the size of 50 cent”-???

“i come with a bang like a pony tail”

Gangbanging spreading like a disease called meningitis, they sick with the B’s and C’s like hepatitis.”


RAPPERS BE TRYIN TO GET IN WHERE THEY FIT IN LIKE “TETRIS”/
THATS WHY I LEAVE THEY FAMILY “MORNING” LIKE “BREAKFAST”/
THEY SEE OTHER CATS DO IT AND THEN THEY TRY AND FOLLOW/
THATS WHY I LEAVE THEY FAMILY “MOURNING” LIKE “ALONZO”/

Before u go on the booth to talk about papoose
Always remember, The vocal Booth Sound Proof, Not Bullet Proof!»»

the judge threw the book at my man,judges like throwin books so i throw magazines

i say what i mean, mean what i say when i spit these records, so if i ever said i meant it(minute) like 60 seconds”

“we’re about to get a deal, they’re finally respectin our lyrics, what u mean ours(HOURS) a hour is 60 minutes”

“i would stick the gun in son hoodie, but that would be statratory rape if i fu*k wit a young pu*sy”

“Niggaz talkin dat murder one im like oh well you kill me you comin wit me we can do this in hell”

“He was tryna do his numbers what he sed but your numbers aint addin up got more enemies then frends think you cant be touched even kennedy is dead”

ma i think your crazy if you dont deep throat/
you serve no purpose like a slow speed boat

god sent me here as a scientist to cure aids and take it off the earths mug,
but they aborted me so now he sent me back as a thug

“Blow so much weed clouds dudes need umbrellas to smoke a blunt with me”

“If knowleged is the key im sellin crack to the whole industry”

“You think you safe in yo crib must be kiddin me creep through the chimny to slaughter my enemys”

“I rolled 666 and beat the devil at dice”

Ya man said “fu*k you” oh he dat gay
I’ma give em my 444 the Joey Crack way

u cant box a boxer u get ya jaw locked,
but who feel like a boxer wen da 4 4 pop,
man a put mor holes in boxers than clorox,

wen its time 2 flip yay, i put my numbers in like da midday,
u like dat sh*t dat help back pain u bengay (been gay),

u speakin on my gun game so wen i pull it out dont u run,
cuz i aint put my gun in ya mouth, u put ya mouth on my gun

wuts ya head price, is it worth mor than i dead life,
cross me n get double crossed jus like da dead christ,

Bitch you better ride my dick and pedal my balls”

I KEEP A FIFTH BECAUSE YA MAN OWE ME AT LEAST A CHIP WHEN I CATCH HIM HOPING IN HIS BOAT IMA SINK HIS SHIP”

Don’t ever try to put yo hands on pap
i’ll pop a cap in yo hand and leave you handicap

Niggas be acting hard like they can stand it
but man when them shots go off
they be up under them cars like a mechanic ”

Don’t talk about gang bangin my homies throw them B’s up crazy
so in the street I keep B with me like Jay-Z

“yea i robbed u 4 your chain, but naw i ain’t on that dead sh*t/
im sayin homie, u can buy it back, im sellin it!”

THAT WEED KEEP MY MIND OUT THE GUTTER/
SO I STAY HIGH (HI) LIKE DA WORD WE USE TO GREET EACH OTHER/


Put the battery in his back that’s what he mad at me
Hit him in the chest with the sket and blow out the battery


Lil nigga you a faggot who came out the closet
Hold you by ya ankles and shake ya change out ya pockets



Son know he can’t come in my hood cause im’a hurt him
I stop son from coming in like curtains



I don’t like to argue thats that female fag mess
I get at (@) niggas like a e-mail address


“I STAY WITH THE DESERT LIKE ARIZONA”

Any man on God’s Earth disrespect me
I bet you I put the beats on like a MP

i’m shore like the water on the beach!”

“I get more butt then an excuse”


I make your record look bad like a felony


Slay the drama king I’m the underground king
Or the drug related king
Pap the gun related king
Everybody eat like kings, we never starve
My clique got more kings in it then a deck of cards

So how you gunna tell me a rapper can “F” with me
When papoose broke more laws then tekn 3

and niggas actin like they dont respect my handle
i put fire on wax just like candles


They be callin me all kinda names, all kinds
But when I walk right up on em’and draw nines
They say I was just talkin bout you, you gonna live along time

Take the soul out of your body and punish your flesh

I gun-but, with a buttnaked gun so we can have a weapon orgy

They mention me on the internet more then half of y’all
Cause my name enter the net like a basket ball

u say u all about cheese, what u some kind of mouse

they always tryna get in front of outsiders n talk recaless, thats y i check niggaz like messages

but my legs feel too cramped up to bend, cuz the 9 stay between dem like 1 through 10

throw ya hands up at me u betta tuck ya chin, i ain’t an engineer but i’ll still punch u in

u kno how many niggaz wanted to take’em out n i stoped’em, i saved mony like a bank account

how u gonna say another man on my level, i got tha dirt dat will cover his grave on my shovel

Go ahead, pop off and get shot like a video
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