Papoose In The Bushes Feat. Ghostface Lyrics

Papoose, Pap-oose
Green Latern, Green Latern
Streetsweepers, Streetsweepers
Ghostface let's go

[sample: Fast cars - Ghostface killah]
I will take my time in the bushes, right
Paid up people no mind like I'm crooked, right
Shoot a n____ on down, do him somethin' right
He on the floor, tell his grams, "yo I seen the light"
(x2)

[Papoose]
If you from brooklyn call me ?funkton?
Queens n____s call me jamaica ave
I'm the streets, violate the street code the A to blast
Harlem n____s call me 1-2-5
I'm the streets
The place where the gangster loose their lives
You from LA, call me Compton
Miami, call me ?Collins?
I told you I'm the streets, like Yayo I'm from the bottom
Wanna off me, gangsta n____ you feelin bossy?
I'm the streets look both ways before you cross me
Gang bangers come to the streets to gain stripes
They can't move until I give em' the green light
Screw face, why you screwin me?
Tired of this dude
All the screwin you doin, man I'm not in the mood
I pull the choppas out and chop that dudes
So you don't really gotta slow the music to get chopped and screwed
And we hit the eye witnesses, don't watch the news
Get your whole top removed, when we pop them tools

You actin like a gangsta, but is you really one
Do you really, really, really wanna get it on
Til i run up in your hood with that hoodie on
Hit your a__ up with the nine-milli-on
Hell ya papoose lettin the semi off
Hell ya papoose keepin the city strong
Hell ya papoose gon' make a million
Man I get more years then a millennium
If you a coward what you claimin you get busy for
n____s'll run up on you and blow your kidney off
There's gonna be another grave to poor henny on
People sayin he's really gone
You claimin you hit his wife, and he hit your chick
You pack a pound, and he pack a fifth
You a pitbull, he a doberman
Both of yall shut the f___ up
Y'all to grown for this
Go 'head shoot the n____ an' get it over with

I treat my gun like my women
Dam I love em'
My enemy caught me without her
I wish I brung her
But you'll never catch me like that again m____fukka
One time a lolly pop - two times a sucker
Yea my homies got my back, make it hot like crack
When it's time to ride out, I don't stop at that
n____s be c___in and passin
I don't rock like that
I ain't gonna let you do the shootin if I c___ed that gat
Actin like you gun hoe
Won't you stop that black
Cuz any man that popped at pap, got shot back at
Why would I pay another man to watch my back
When I could turn around real fast and pop that mac
Rap money in my left hand, that's what I'm pursuin
Roll dice with my right hand, my bank re-newin
So what I'm holdin in my left hand my right can't ruin
Never let your left hand know what your right hands doin