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an automatic with static its tragic Mr A-l-K-a-p-o-n-e The last man standing Rollin, ridin, slowly slidin Creepin up in da corners where you hoes be hidin Takin
my P.O. I need some M-O N-E-Y so I can get high and kick in this nigga's door It's four in the morning I'm on a mission peep The best time to catch
dough, get that dough Get that dough, Figadoh Ray Benzino, Hangmen 3, Bus-a-Bus, M.O.P., What the fuck? Let's give it to ya Yeah, what the fuck
So every time I speak I'm tryna make another payment I do 'em dirty sleep and get a dirt nap, that works Tell my P.O. ask me where I work at Think I
chicago winds, taps on my convo El diablo cross the Verrazzano P.l.O. style, released while the beasts raid And those who can't stand the heat, they seek
carro cinzento Quem conduz é o Hunchino, tá lento Parados na via por sermos quem somos Bro nós somos os wis do momento E o DON P me disse Não anda com o
I remember when I never blow Pockets need e p.o.p Mans was looking broke o Mans was looking funny like joke Now the girls tongolo, because na me be
Ride on me I got eyes on me Smoke, I can't see P.O.P Call me G-I-O No G-O-D She said how you doing Gio Running through the muddy How you doing Gio
ainda sou o mesmo Vou levantar-me outra vez Só p'a por cá fora o meu talento Afastar-me dessa gente Que nas costas são diferentes Daquilo que são na
ORTEUM a servir rap do mais puro Rap do mais duro Em cima d'um boom bap do mais cru Em situação de apuro, salta o gap Galga o muro People p'a safar a pele
Hippopotamus H to the I to the P P O To the P to the O to the T A M U S That's how you spell hippopotamus Now you can spell it, let's move around Grunt, honk
k, l Es muy fácil, tú sí puedes Es muy fácil, tú sí puedes M, n, ñ, o, p, q M, n, ñ, o, p, q Muévete con actitud Muévete con actitud R, s, t, u
is man We clip up over here nigga What's Your Name Fool? [Chorus] Capital P, Bandanna P, V-I-P, M-V-P Are-S-V-P or are-I-P, V-S-O-P, A-S-A-P
tomorrow Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.(hey) Back of my mind, I hope she swallow Man she spilt a drink on my cream wallows Reach the gate, hungry
Throw Yo A up, tell my p.o I don't blaze up, pee wee fire the haze up They prise us, cause old heads recognize the G in him Black card no limit like p
and Chizer Matching Cariters so you see what I'm sizzin' Laying out them bubble gum cans When it comes to this shit I'm the man I supply the ki's, P
L'aggio purtato 'o capo cuncertino P' 'o sfizio 'e me fa sentere cantà M'aggio bevuto 'nu bicchiere 'e vino Pecchè stanotte 'a voglio 'ntussecà
sticking to me, give me all you got of that Doing this for all my niggas Who'd rather go to prison than to let a nigga kill him So we leaving this P-O
to the drink from moi S to the N, double O, P Won't you put it in the air one time Niggas gonna get real lenny Guaranteed it'll blow your mind Well well,
niggas run the streets, yo The black panther nigga down like Dee-Bo My curfew at nine, I'm low for my P-O (yeah) We pop up at twelve just to search
a gangsta and a gentleman Pay niggas no concern, ain't no DiGornio, I'm deliverin' Center of attention, my P.O. just threw a wrench in my Plan
ungrateful My earrings ten kilos I'm going crazy like Cee-Lo Stack a whole bunch of zeroes But don't go tell my P.O My dope got a vertical It jump from
Wanna get a pound of that floatin' stuff, some of that smoke and puff (puff) And if you smoke enough you sure enough get P.O.D.'ed Cleveland it's
cause you'll never write But I'ma still send this letter off, P.O. Box And when you get it [Chorus] Please take it personal Please take it personal
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