Papoose feat. Mobb Deep Aim Shoot Lyrics

The Nacirema Dream Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Motion Picture
  • 3 Mother Ghetto
  • 4 Aim Shoot
  • 5 Skit
  • 6 Cure
  • 7 Nacirema Dream
  • 8 Pimpin Won't Die
  • 9 6AM
  • 10 Skit
  • 11 Law Library, Part 8
  • 12 What's My Name
  • 13 Top of My Game
  • 14 Faith
  • 15 Turn It Up
  • 16 Die Like a G
  • 17 Get at Me
  • 18 Where I Come From
  • 19 R.I.P.
  • 20 Alphabetical Slaughter, Part II / Z to A
  • Hook x2: Lloyd Banks
    Yayo got the whopper, it spit longer than Papoose
    Longer than Pap, longer, longer than Pap
    Papoose, aim, shoot
    Papoose, aim, shoot
    Papoose, aim, shoot
    Papoose, aim, shoot

    Verse 1: Papoose
    Straight out the big apple it’s Papoose and the Mobb
    The apple was nothing without me like Steve Jobs
    At the dice game, keep a mag on me
    Why would I let another man ask bet me
    I’m the best like Khaled, I bang if I should
    A nigga gotta pay me if he throwin ace in my hood
    So the drug dealers wet work, beat all the pushers
    When you was still in yo moms crib, eatin your boogers
    I live the fast life, that’s why I stay in a hurry
    Papoose be killing the mic like Doctor Murray
    King of New York, cop the caliber
    My raps off the wall like a 2011 calendar
    Why everybody out of character?
    They all mad at me, I got em pissed like a catheter
    Champion, I’m not ya challenger
    Stop amateurs like the sandman, Banks how we handle em?

    Hook x2: Lloyd Banks
    Yayo got the whopper, it spit longer than Papoose
    Longer than Pap, longer, longer than Pap
    Papoose, aim, shoot
    Papoose, aim, shoot
    Papoose, aim, shoot
    Papoose, aim, shoot

    Verse 2: Havoc
    I'mma carry the problem fixer, I wanna argue wit ya
    ??? Nigga you a target misser
    The wrath of God will hit ya, with a horror picture
    Call this rap takeout, you know Mobb deliver
    Too hard for the hardest nigga, they fold like cardbord
    Handle that now, nigga ain’t no encores
    Can a little heavy, so it leave the arm sore
    Y'all want war, gave you what you starve for
    All my shooters byproducts of the worst recession
    Aim for the dome and laugh when they purchase vests'
    Cause that shit right there, is irrelevant
    Niggas walk around here, with shit to kill a elephant
    So your next move better be your best move
    Like a chess move or get yo chest moved
    Cause when we come through you better have ya guns too
    Cause all we do is *aim shoot* all we do is *aim shoot*

    Hook 2x: Lloyd Banks
    Yayo got the whopper, it spit longer than Papoose
    Longer than Pap, longer, longer than Pap
    Papoose, aim, shoot
    Papoose, aim, shoot
    Papoose, aim, shoot
    Papoose, aim, shoot

    Verse 3: Prodigy
    Back from hell, sorry I left you without no hard shit to step to
    The drought is done, it’s rain season
    You can’t stop my storm, you can’t slow up my flow up nah (uh uh)
    It’s gonna pour cats and dogs
    Thunder and lightning bolts, knock the lights off
    When I black out make you miss me like
    Nigga, where you been at? Word
    Bout tired of the soft shit, it gets boring
    They look like punks and act like a woman
    You need danger, a little agression
    You need excitement I put a little pressure
    Just to, balance things out, we’re not the same
    Some niggas is live, some niggas is lame
    Some is real or some is fake
    You draw the line in the sand, which side you claim?

    Hook x2: Lloyd Banks
    Yayo got the whopper, it spit longer than Papoose
    Longer than Pap, longer, longer than Pap
    Papoose, aim, shoot
    Papoose, aim, shoot
    Papoose, aim, shoot
    Papoose, aim, shoot

    Yayo got the whopper, it spit longer than Papoose
    Longer than Pap, longer, longer than Pap

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