
Hoe Gayo Sauce Walka (Ft. Peso Peso & Sauce Bhrazy)
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JRag on the beat
[Verse 1: Peso Peso]
Run in your spot, you get popped on the couch
Twenty thousand on my wrist, I let my watch hit the house
F&N on my hip when I'm walking around
I'm at your local corner store, I'm tryna air a nigga out
Glock 30 in my LV jacket
That nigga Walk back breaking bitches and I'm backtracking
One of my smokers bought a fifty wrapper, he don't want no plastic
I made that bitch give me another drop and now I'm at his attic
They know who he with on the sly, I got too many dimes
These niggas rappin' like they gangsta, man I know these niggas lyin'
Niggas acting like they on the block, we know that they inside
I broke a bitch and fucked her homеgirl, now that hoe is crying
Ain't nobody in the Sauce gon' diе, not never
We gon' stay rich, drippin' on a bitch, that's forever
I used to ship the packs, now I'm on the plane 'cause it's better
Bitch, you folded with your gun, nigga how is you a stepper?
I got a new F&N and gave my lil bro the Beretta
I can post up and sell drugs anywhere in Texas
My nigga Walk hates Percs, I don't care what he think
Can somebody please tell him that it's just like drank?
You get shot with a Drac' if a nigga act jank
How you the King of Texas? You got sugar in your tank
[Verse 1: Peso Peso]
Run in your spot, you get popped on the couch
Twenty thousand on my wrist, I let my watch hit the house
F&N on my hip when I'm walking around
I'm at your local corner store, I'm tryna air a nigga out
Glock 30 in my LV jacket
That nigga Walk back breaking bitches and I'm backtracking
One of my smokers bought a fifty wrapper, he don't want no plastic
I made that bitch give me another drop and now I'm at his attic
They know who he with on the sly, I got too many dimes
These niggas rappin' like they gangsta, man I know these niggas lyin'
Niggas acting like they on the block, we know that they inside
I broke a bitch and fucked her homеgirl, now that hoe is crying
Ain't nobody in the Sauce gon' diе, not never
We gon' stay rich, drippin' on a bitch, that's forever
I used to ship the packs, now I'm on the plane 'cause it's better
Bitch, you folded with your gun, nigga how is you a stepper?
I got a new F&N and gave my lil bro the Beretta
I can post up and sell drugs anywhere in Texas
My nigga Walk hates Percs, I don't care what he think
Can somebody please tell him that it's just like drank?
You get shot with a Drac' if a nigga act jank
How you the King of Texas? You got sugar in your tank
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