Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Peso, artist - Quelle Chris.
Date of issue: 13.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Peso |
Peso, put it in the back when they say so |
Hit you with that wax, be the caseload |
Everybody feds nigga, stay woke |
Peso, put it in the back when they say so |
Hit you with that wax, be the caseload |
Everybody feds, raza stay woke |
Everybody feds, nigga |
Keep them eyelids peeled |
Never healed from them old scars |
Boy bogart ya fate for they spray you from that cop car |
Born up in the trap, nigga Ackbar |
Jakes gon' start to hate you if you act hard |
So we solid like some collard greens and ox tail |
I wonder if you box well |
I wonder when you plunder does that hunger come from cop well |
That’s bubbling inside to put us niggas in a deep cell |
The first tell is how you sell your own when them shots fell |
Double agents at ya door |
Tryna infiltrate the flow |
PRO-CO-INTEL, put the coke up on the shore |
Hoover hated all my bros |
For they stronger than they foes |
Migra dirty as they go |
Come and kill us for the low |
Twitter keep us in the know |
Now we hashin' for the glow |
Double agents atcha door |
Tryna infiltrate the flow, nigga |
Peso, put it in the back when they say so |
Hit you with that wax, be the caseload |
Everybody feds nigga, stay woke |
Peso, put it in the back when they say so |
Hit you with that wax, be the caseload |
Everybody feds, raza stay woke |
Them F.E.D.s be totin' heavy like |
Full-court pressure to see them boys gon' dance when they play that Heavy D |
Man oh man, so plan to keep a swivel on your head |
'Cause black is the new red and it’s encierro |
Fed by the peril of the feral, ain’t no time to think it over |
Dilly-dally down them alleys or hop in your stolen Nova |
Stand your ground 'cause to these clowns anything brown fills the quota |
From a shotta, shot, promoter, to a toddler in a stroller? |
Goddamn! |
Praise the lord, feed the rats |
Backwoods, foreign car names and Worldstars (Worldstar) |
Y’all ain’t hard |
Bet you won’t harm no white folks in these streets |
I think Orenthal James came free, negro please |
Tonight you better celebrate like |
'Cause they 'bout to lock this country down and eat the keys |
I’ma clap back, cop a red cap and keep your face low |
'Cause ain’t no debt from these cells that you can pay with pesos |
Peso, put it in the back when they say so |
Hit you with that wax, be the caseload |
Everybody feds nigga, stay woke |
Grew up on the block where these boys heads hot (what?) |
Can’t trust the cop 'cause that’s just how I was taught |
Brown ballas, new jerseys |
Money make you worthy, these mothers is gon' worry |
'Cause these babies want these raps now |
Trying to secure that bag now, oh I see where you stand now |
Long as you never stand down |
Stand for something, yeah, fall for nothing |
I ain’t bluffin', they want me runnin' |
They want me cuffed and if I ain’t stuntin' 'cause I ain’t pushin' |
All them fancy logos won’t fill that hole in yo' soul though |
photos from Arizona to SoHo |
Cops turn coins like bozos so keep clutchin' on your GoPro |
Steve Jobs grab your third eye and put into a phone, so |
You ain’t gonna see it so you can’t believe it |
They’re just feedin' all my people reasons just go and prove it on the preachin' |
Teachers, as if they truly control the things they speakin' |
So keep yo eyes open, please no blinkin' |
Peso, put it in the back when they say so |
Hit you with that wax, be the caseload |
Everybody feds nigga, stay woke |
Peso, put it in the back when they say so |
Hit you with that wax, be the caseload |
Everybody feds, raza stay woke |
Peso, put it in the back when they say so |
Hit you with that wax, be the caseload |
Everybody feds raza, stay woke |