Correction Paroles F.T.D.S par Peso Peso

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Aye
Drip
Splash
Peso, Peso, Peso, Peso, Peso
Ooh, Ooh
Drip
Ooh

All I know is go and run to the money (Run to the money!)
I'm from the slums, I trap in the jungle (I'm from the bottom!)
When I f**k on them b*t*hes, I don't come off nothin' (Nooo!)
I ain't paying for nails, I ain't paying for bundles (Nooo!)
My potnas in jail, I miss 'em, I love 'em (Free my brothers)
You broke den a b*t*h, need to get you a hustle
I got one in the head, I just up it and buss it (Blatt, blatt!)
If they tell me it's up then I'm puttin' 'em under (Go)
I jumped off the porch and I ran to the streets
We scoot up with choppas, we spray out the jeep (Blatt!)
I'm runnin' up guap, we trap out the spot but when it get hot we breaking the lease (I gotta go!)
N***as play like they bout it but these n***as weak (No)
Don't call me for ounces, I'm just serving P's (Serving them pounds!)
N***as hate on the squad but we know that they fraud (Lame)
We see 'em in person, we leaving 'em sleep (Blatt blatt!)
TSF bidness, I'm splashin', finessin' (Drip! Splash!)
I'm shooting the gun, I ain't pa**in' my weapon
I'm up it and buss it, I ain't asking no questions
I do what I want to, I got so much leverage
I'm the G-County slidin' wit the K
My killas pull up to wherever you stay
We'll come to your show and throw you off the stage
I trap in designer, your b*t*h give me face
If I heard that you tellin', you can't come around us (No!)
I been a gangsta ever since a minor (Yuh!)
I was carrying a gun, you was carrying a binder
Nowadays, I'm taking trips out to China
We be slidin' wit Glocks and totin' Berettas
S.I.P. Lulu, we scootin' forever
I'm done wit yo b*t*h cuz she ain't on my level
My youngins some demons, my youngins some devils
Try to kick in my door you get hit with a pole
Got shooters on the roof, get hit with a scope
I'm shipping a pack that get mailed to yo door
I was born in the trap, I would sleep on the floor
My daddy sold crack and sometimes he would smoke
I swear I remember them times we was broke
And my mama, yea, she was nowhere to be found
By the age of eight, I was runnin' round town
Finessin' and trappin', I'm drippin' and splashin'
Finessin' and trappin', I'm drippin' and splashin'
Finessin' and trappin', I'm drippin' and splashin'
Finessin' and trappin', I'm drippin' and splashin'

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