Issue No 140 Call Papi Freestyle Lyrics

Smooth, got my eyes on the gig now
Everybody on the ground like a shakedown
Everybody betta move out the way now
All these niggas moovin' drugs upstate now
Too many rats being shot, it's on the wave now
If everybody's a connect, where's the wait now
Lacoona(?) drive, so we looking for a place now
Across follie, so we're looking for a place now
Push, push that metal, turn that wheel
Touch that weed when you're done
Leave no prints, use your sense
A nigga like me can't be on the run
I thought I taught you betta
I hope you save that cheddar
Cause when the boyz get fed up and FBI get led up
And get your wife in the set up and see your man get wet up
Like uh! Man, what you gonna do?
You look so thin, like Catch-22
Or be another man, that's a catch-22
With that bulletproof vest, move Catch 22
Like huh! It's doubtful, fly down south, it's frightful
You been locked up, who held you?
Cause there's really nothin' real without you
Like me
These niggas wanna be like me
These niggas wanna be like me