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bible of the streets - mbe peso lyrics

i made a bagg off of dope money plug hit my line wen da smoke cummin dese n*ggas be cappin wit no money i juss sit back and watch it be so funny ion need me a shooter to tote nun play witt my top and swear to you imma smoke sumn my lil n*ggas dey demons dey a hoe sumn tryna get u sum money cum sco sumn

30 p’s off a face card if i see it i want i pay for it if she want me to f*ck gotta pay fa it make ha ride on dat d*ck like a race horse if it ain’t about no money ain’t no conversation

i ain’t talkin bout sh*t less u tryna pay me man u n*ggas be talkin dat tuff sh*t see a opp and won’t squeeze on em clutching on da internet but in da field freeze on em shidd

i juss wanna ball like im liberache but i ain’t tryna go out likе i’m liberache

if it ain’t about no money u can switch the topic u flexin witt yo patna bag boy u need to stop it. a couple bands on yu get yu flushed quick i ain’t stressin about yu flexin witt dat tough sh*t. everybody kno dat i’m wit it i ain’t bluff sh*t and truth be told most n*ggas be on dat f*ck sh*t f*ck sh*t…… i seen a half a million i swear to god it turnt me up yea i got love fa da plug but i wanna burn em up i learned a long time ago diss game don’t owe u sh*t but i fell in love witt it soon as i start having sh*t i risk my life fa dat bag and i’m tryna double up wat i look like givin out hand outs you dumb af me and my brotha we thuggin he in my right pocket i told him chill witt da flexin u kno dat he ain’t stoppin he say i do it fa dem f*ck n*ggas i kno dey watchin i juss went and sn*tched a new burner cuz i kno they plottin 4 thousand miles fa dat bag n*gga i den did it so you a smoker yea jokin thinkin imma split it

i got da plug on da phone he got dem pills fa da low my n*ggas got dem bails fa sale my essay he got da snow dem packs cummin in fast we unwrap em send em out we trappin circles round you n*ggas give a f*ck bout a drought. i feel like tony montana i gotta keep me a blammer i’m f*ckin b*tches on camera dat hoe say she from atlanta pullin up in dem foreigns i can’t wait till i start tourin ..back to back countin racks you n*ggas fiction no facts got a b*tch on da west use ha address fa dem packs dat money my motivation dem blue clues i chase em pour up a 4 of dat flavor i’m leanin like i’m disabled dese p*ssy cat ass n*ggas they steady testin my patience

can’t be beefing dese n*ggas i need money not problems but don’t mistake fa no p*ssy tho i do promote violence draco it’s on da side of me case you thought about plottin weasle showed me how to stretch dat boy and double my prophit app got sum n*ggas on my line wit dat sh*t right now im finna hit em wit dat fit yea dass a l!ck right now i brought dem blocks to da city.. but they don’t nun about it. my n*gga went feds he ain’t snitch on n0body b*tch fly as a pilot all my n*ggas they solid.. lil homie juss caught em a body he don’t kno nun about it now understand dat diss da bible to da streets if you don’t go by diss den shid who is u to preach n*gga

- mbe peso lyrics

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