Got the Plug

My vision so clear..

Got a phone call that the package is here

I load up my choppa ....

If money don't lie then my pockets sincere

 

I parked in the rear, hit up the phone is that Chico

He tell me he got that perico, stashed in the valleys up cinco,

But be careful remember the rico, and all that in thinking is trickos (tricks tricks tricks)

Paranoia adrenaline rushing thru my veins

But I need that for my change, till the next time peep the end.

 

Had the plug up In the roof, by the moonlight like a wolf, with an A.R so big you'd think he's shadow is double scented,  shot all them 56's at the car that they rented.

Got my money, got the package,

got some more to reload the cartridge.

Till the next episode....

 

 

I got the potency of 5 batallions, lusting for rings and them medallions,  lost in the alleys, with a .38 caliber in my pants

 

And I rock the excalibur in my gangsta stance

Got a rocking dance and they popping xanx

But I'm rocking bands, my lyrics are like stock exchange

Everybody yelling out what they want for the loot

And I'm parked writing raps in my mind classic crook

But oh so clean like a baby's first tooth

Strapped right now even in this fucking booth

 

Y empaquelo saquelo falsetos matelos

Con más pistolas que vaqueros ásperos

Dos hermanos creando leyendas música diseño de prendas, got the plug y esto es para que me entiendas

Me entiendes, Mendes?

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