Aim, Shoot Papoose (Ft. Mobb Deep)

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[Chorus: 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
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 nothin' 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 throw a 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 killin' 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?