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lirik lagu texas to cali – peso peso

[intro: fenix flexin]
ay ay
b*tch
p*ssy n*gga
old n*gga
broke n*gga

[verse 1: fenix flexin]
ay, i really live that life n*ggas talkin’ ’bout (talkin’ ’bout)
if it’s beef let me know, we finna stomp a [?] (for real)
ay b*tch, i really get it in (get it in)
i was really on that road where you never been (skrr)
n*gga, 100 bands, b*tch that ain’t sh*t (that ain’t sh*t)
pop, go and burn a n*gga like a blank disc (ah)
wanna talk for the opps, n*gga take this (boom)
fully auto on that chop, bet i can’t miss
ooh wee god d*mn, how you wanna do it? (wanna do it)
if it’s beef let me know, get to running through it (b*tch)
oh you wanna keep your life then stop acting stupid (stop acting stupid)
if the cops pull us over, get to acting clueless (shh)
ay, i keep a glocky in my man bag (man bag)
you n*ggas faking for the gram, don’t understand that
ay, i told that b*tch like where we stand at? (we stand at)
it get tricky in the summer, where your fan at?
you better keep the heat (for real)
boy i think you n*ggas vegan, you don’t want the beef (he’s vegan)
they done took my brother from me, see him in my sleep (r.i.p)
i just went and popped a perky now a n*gga geeked (perky)
ay b*tch, that’s just how i rock (how i rock)
i just went and threw a fifty on a russian chop (get it in)
all that dissin’ on the net gon’ get a n*gga popped (boom)
aks, we got glocks, get a n*gga boxed (ah)
i really be outchea thuggin’ when you n*ggas not, b*tch
[verse 2: peso peso]
we 4 deep in the benz [?]
you playing with the gang, in the grave where you end up
i’m on the block right now and i got a [?]
i’m on the stage right now with a new mac*11
these n*ggas bumpin’ on the net but they be hiding, they be timid
and when it’s up b*tch it’s stuck, yeah we slidin’ [?]
and i just [?] a thousand grams of louis v on my sweater
i got a brand new glock in my moncler coat
i got twenty chopsticks when i hop in the ghost
finna recruit me a b*tch and make her hop on the [?]
and if you play with my brothers, you get shot in the dome
i got junkies walking in and out the spot like they live here
n*gga make the wrong move in this b*tch, you get k!lled here
[?] rap but my chain still rolling like a wheelchair
n*ggas hatin’, talkin’ ’bout they gon’ k!ll me but i’m still here
don’t get too close, get shot
i just hopped inside a bentley, got my hand on my glock
i’m in the back of the back getting brain from a thot
b*tch ask me where i’m from, b*tch i came from the block

[verse 3: snow tha product]
look, pull an all*nighter with the gang
someone round me got the thang
if you talkin’ like you smart, then we gon’ point it at your brain
it’s the bad b*tch pulling bad b*tch that pull strings
i am hollywood livin’ but i made it out the tank
shark up in the lake (yuh), guppies in the way (yuh)
b*tches out here, local joker, robbing state to state
b*tch i’m shining like 3m, my house cost like $3m
i been off a pilly and my b*tch off like three of dem
grown broke men hatin’, really i don’t see them
major labels calling, i ain’t taking no meetings
f*ck i look like out here splitting sh*t
if you wasn’t with me in the trenches, you ain’t getting it
i been getting grip, flipping, i’ve been getting h*lla rich
biggest flex i got is making all my family citizens
f*ck i look like out here splitting sh*t
biggest flex i got is making all my family citizens

- peso peso

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