Corner Store Lyrics - Papoose

It's gettin real cold outside 

Im bouta make this a cold winter 

All my corner store nigguhs 

My heart is pure 

n.o.t. banger 

I stand in front of the corner store 

Ran into nigguhs I done robbed before 

Wearin the shit that I robbed em for 

I aint even feel alarmed at all 

My heart is pure 

I hustle in fronta the corner store 

I move yay, soft, hard, and all 

My man mom sniff bombs of raw 

I never sold to his moms before 

My heart is pure 

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Ya catch me slippin by the corner store 

You want some points? grab ya crons and score 

If it was me I woulda pushed off yours 

I respect the art of war 

My heart is pure 

This for my niggas by the corner store 

All for one, One for all, back on the wall 

I dont know why they coppin work 

Where they gon sell it? 

They cant hustle here 

What, I gotta spell it? 

Any objections? 

You niggis draw weapons 

Cause I got a fetish 

For leavin flesh reddish 

When I told em I wasnt energetic 

I calmly put the bug in his ear 

What I gotta yell it? 

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You niggas hard headed 

I feel disrespected 

Niggis don't believe shit stink til they smell it 

When you got some nice jewels 

and Niggas come debted 

You say they hatin on you 

That shit sound pathetic 

I listen when yall talk 

All you rappers said it 

Yall wanna know the truth 

Well ima bout to tell it 

When a nigga strait pussy 

He cant rock a necklace 

He dont deserve that 

I aint talkin reckless 

Thats a honor in the hood 

Aint nobody jealous 

If he a bird then pluck his feathers 

Back in the days only the kings wore gold 

They wore it til they perished 

If we dont cherish that 

What the fuck we gon cherish 

Its a time when you gotta ill out quick 

But its a time when you gotta be on some chill out shit 

Niggis told you to chill 

Take a look at the big picture 

You dont want to chill 

You want to be a gorilla 

Everybody chillen 

They just tryin get skrilla 

You dont wanna chill 

You wanna be a ice grilla 

You just chill out 

You probably get rich quicker 

Instead wit yo gun 

Cause you aint got no chin killa 

Really need to chill out 

Bitch nigguh hit you right in ya chin and make you chill 

Thats what I call a chinchilla 

Papoose, 

Im a star like the big dipper 

Thats why Im a 45th gripper 

Rappers livin in denial 

You dont wanna admit Im the king bitch 

You denyin the truth 

Bow to ya defeat prick 

You lies makin me seasick 

Stop livin in denial 

Da nile is a river in egypt 

Find me in the corner store eatin some sweet shit 

Crack the door 

Spit out the sunflower seeds quick 

Papi on the phone tryin snitch and I peeped it 

He just started workin here 

He a complete snitch 

This nigga think he slick 

I smack papi over the counter 

Dropped all the super bubbles and beef sticks 

Niggas tellin me I need to dead my beef quick 

I laughed at em 

Yall some funny cats like heathcliff 

Talk that dead the beef shit 

Whay would I dead the beef 

When I can dead the nigguhs I got beef with 

Im just gettin started 

This just the preliminary 

I redefine nice 

Im a physical dictionary 

Write the stages of my mission on my itinerary 

My mission is to conquer this game 

Im a missionary 

I got this locked down 

Ya freedom is temporary 

I imprison and envision the visionary 

I place rappers in the cemetary 

So if I put ya name in my verse 

Welcome to the obituary 

Out for dead presidents you niggas hear me 

So I go to war for the president just like the military 

Baybridge Hold Down Ya Corner Store 

Bed-Stuy Hold Down Ya Corner Store 

Thug-a-cation Hold Down Ya corner Store 

This cat loose, Papoose, My Heart Is Pure