Rx Papi - Teflon Don lyrics
[Rx Papi - Teflon Don lyrics]
Real Rx yuh
Why the fuck you told that
Nigga you had his back?
When he found out Sammy was a rat
I walk in this bitch like the Teflon Don
Inside auntie calling like what
The fuck you want
Don't never let them break
This thing of ours
Old murder to the grave, the coldest silence
They don't put in work
Like Paulie Castellano
Why the fuck you think
Gotti whacked Castellano?
I walk in this bitch like one of the Gambinos
I'm crip but I like dubs over c notes
Auntie walk in the kitchen
Catch a heatstroke
She still smokе crack even though
She had three strokеs
You wouldn't know nothing about the
Shit I went through
I hate when niggas talk about
What they finna do
Niggas know your move 'cause
You front your move
When I'm in the hood, I'm super comfortable
Looking for an opp
Can't wait to bump into him
Glick on me, nigga
Watch what the fuck you're doing
These bitch ass niggas
Don't follow guidelines
Niggas be watching the game
From the sidelines
I seen two brothers fall out over drugs
They ready to kill each other
And they both blood
It's something 'bout that money that
Have you fucked up
'Fore you jump in this game
Better know what you're doing
The crime boss John Gotti has been sentenced
To life in prison with no
Parole gotti was said to be the
Most powerful crime figure in America
He was certainly the most visible
And the most flamboyant and
He used to have a
Reputation for being untouchable
I show up to court half an hour late
Before I walked in this bitch
I smoked a whole eighth
I got the glick on me, I know it ain't safe
These pussy ass niggas tryna take my place
Walk in this bitch like the '95 Ma$e
With a nutsack full of raw base
Get knocked for the crime and
I'm holding you down
My hand on my gun when I'm rolling around
Any given second, this shit can go down
I'm shooting off rip, bitch
I'm telling you now
Hammer on me, I'm nailing 'em down
Dumbass look stiff and stale on the ground
I walk in this bitch
I better not hear a sound
Who the fuck is you and who
The fuck brought you 'round?
I don't really do that good with new faces
In my experience, that lead to new cases
I got way too much shit on my brain
I got a verse to do
And I'm tryna cook 'caine
A feature that I owe a
Nigga from two days ago
I was gonna dead 'em
But I ain't gonna do 'em shady though
Let me whip seven grams and
I'ma do that verse
But before I do all that
Let me boot up first
Don't never cross the line
You gotta know your turf
Like Gotti, I'll hit a nigga where it hurt
Why the fuck you told that
Nigga you had his back?
When he found out Sammy was a rat
I walk in this bitch like the Teflon Don
Inside auntie calling like what
The fuck you want
Don't never let them break
This thing of ours
Old murder to the grave, the coldest silence
They don't put in work
Like Paulie Castellano
Why the fuck you think
Gotti whacked Castellano?
I walk in this bitch like one of the Gambinos
I'm crip but I like dubs over c notes
Auntie walk in the kitchen
Catch a heatstroke
She still smokе crack even though
She had three strokеs
You wouldn't know nothing about the
Shit I went through
I hate when niggas talk about
What they finna do
Niggas know your move 'cause
You front your move
When I'm in the hood, I'm super comfortable
Looking for an opp
Can't wait to bump into him
Glick on me, nigga
Watch what the fuck you're doing
These bitch ass niggas
Don't follow guidelines
Niggas be watching the game
From the sidelines
I seen two brothers fall out over drugs
They ready to kill each other
And they both blood
It's something 'bout that money that
Have you fucked up
'Fore you jump in this game
Better know what you're doing
The crime boss John Gotti has been sentenced
To life in prison with no
Parole gotti was said to be the
Most powerful crime figure in America
He was certainly the most visible
And the most flamboyant and
He used to have a
Reputation for being untouchable
I show up to court half an hour late
Before I walked in this bitch
I smoked a whole eighth
I got the glick on me, I know it ain't safe
These pussy ass niggas tryna take my place
Walk in this bitch like the '95 Ma$e
With a nutsack full of raw base
Get knocked for the crime and
I'm holding you down
My hand on my gun when I'm rolling around
Any given second, this shit can go down
I'm shooting off rip, bitch
I'm telling you now
Hammer on me, I'm nailing 'em down
Dumbass look stiff and stale on the ground
I walk in this bitch
I better not hear a sound
Who the fuck is you and who
The fuck brought you 'round?
I don't really do that good with new faces
In my experience, that lead to new cases
I got way too much shit on my brain
I got a verse to do
And I'm tryna cook 'caine
A feature that I owe a
Nigga from two days ago
I was gonna dead 'em
But I ain't gonna do 'em shady though
Let me whip seven grams and
I'ma do that verse
But before I do all that
Let me boot up first
Don't never cross the line
You gotta know your turf
Like Gotti, I'll hit a nigga where it hurt