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This is where th'em rappers die fast, steal beats and buy tracks Yeah they smoke grass, to spit a bar and go find cash If you try to ask, take my advice, bitch don't ask 'Cause my dude ain't no escaping my flow blast Yeah they wonder why I just keep serving th'em rapper murderin I ain't never heard 'em before, tonight we hurting th'em Rappers talking trash but they cashless My money in the bank, bitch it's not up in no mattress I was born in the north, but I'm raised in the south I can't talk right now, I got three blunts in my mouth Homie when I enter, rappers freeze up like beginners Yeah you know you can't win cause you fucking with a winner Playa done smoked, more dro than a rapper could know Fast cars, more bars than a rapper could show So nice flow, let 'em know your boy ice cold Hit 'em with the beats that make the heat, you know it's P Lo Ayy homie, when I enter, watch 'em freeze up like it's winter When a nerd ass whisper, AK eat 'em up for dinner 850 representor you don't like it do something And I bet I'll see ya outside of the bar bout two something I'm a dress in all black, when you see me out the residence No suit like Weezy said, we ain't trying to be presidents Move through the city, matte coupe, sheer elegance I'm just rapping for the money, y'all can have the relevance All that shit they talking means nothing, it's irrelevant Walked in the party, no one talking, I'm the elephant I do what they can not yeah, I do it for the hell of it Pull me over, I don't smoke, I just like the smell of it I just wanna tell a bitch, bout my new development Want that f*ck you money, yeah you suckers just celibate Silly Apes the plug, if you want it then he's selling it My flow is indefinite, and that's the only definite Tryna to make a milli off this streaming Grind harder, no dreaming, local pack came in Shits is fire, I roll it up and start steaming Shit so bright they can't see me Most of my haters still mad, they can't be me Wait until they see me, in that Lamborghini You know I wouldn't finna stop Eat 'em like that fettuccine Got that fucking guap, while you people talking I can't stop Man I gotta get it off the block, yeah cause I'm just that hot boy Hot, yeah, hot, hot, its P Lo, bitch What?!? Muthafucka!
Sanatçı: P-Lo
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