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letra de so into you (g-style) - g perico

[intro]
n’ahahaha
aye, n-ggas hear beats like this and uh automatically think love songs
but uh, what we fin’ to do, i’m ’bout to talk about the sh-t i love, you know what i mean?
this gangsta sh-t, this street sh-t, this thug sh-t, this money sh-t, this gun sh-t
you know what i mean?
aye!

[verse]
who shot ya? sh-t, probably one of my partners
got you sitting in them cold rooms talking to do doctors
detectives, please don’t start tellin’ like the rest of these n-ggas
i got bulletproof foreigns and a tec for these n-ggas
flooded ice, get into the chilly
tryna turn five hundred into five hundred milli-
i’m so into this life that i’d probably never change
i wanna sh-t on these n-ggas while i keep getting paid
tell a b-tch, “f-ck off. you f-cked up,” rubbing success in her face
i’m handling business, i ain’t doing much
let these n-ggas know i been buying pistols, i ain’t running to n-ggas
just hear about me drumming these n-ggas, ah
i’m a gangster, to me it ain’t no limit
you ain’t got sh-t to die for, you shouldn’t be livin’
n-gga live just to hit the block
you might see me on foot, you might see flying in a new car
three o’s at the end of two hundred, that’s the price tag
i risked it all so let me enjoy my bag
i see the looks on these n-ggas faces
don’t n0body wanna build, n-ggas just wanna come and claim sh-t
f-ck the lame sh-t, one-ten lane switch
pour out a little ‘nac, his brother brains missing
oh, you losing? i ain’t sorry to hear it
if it ain’t one of my n-ggas, then it ain’t none of my business
keep your hands in your own pocket before i get you
n-ggas swing this chopper and it’s gon’ flip you
my goyard belt, only used to hold the pistol
back in the day, i was the g homie’s missile
now them n-ggas laugh at my fashion, jeans got a little skinny
i’m a gq n-gga, ruth chris, no denny’s
the streets gon’ talk when i bust this lamborghini
[?] and patron, eating chicken panini
n-gga, that’s mob sh-t, we drug dealing, pimping, and robbing sh-t
now the cops starstruck when they spot a crip
man of my word but some words ain’t worth keeping
sh-t i learned while i was growing up in these streets
s-x, money, and violence, i’m so into this sh-t
n-gga, i love my environment, really living this sh-t
yellow tape and cracking safes
spend a million cash for my n-ggas that done passed away
i’m so into this
[chrous]
i really like my life
in these streets i can’t
really explain it
i’ll never be through
i really like my life
in these streets i can’t
really explain it
i’ll never be through

[outro]
hahahaha
g perico, n-gga!
sh-t don’t stop, all blue, 2 tha left
you know what i’m talking about?
i love my life in the streets, n-gga
we don’t do love songs, you know what i mean?
we loving motherf-cking streets, we loving this money, we loving these fast cars
we loving the violence, might sound crazy, right?
hahaha
sh-t don’t stop, man, sh-t won’t quit
and we just f-cking around, you know what i mean?
never ever quit
never could, never would, b-tch
g perico
just warming up
probably ’bout drop another project soon, i don’t know
sh-t ready
just throw it out one of these days, got a few ready
we gon’ f-ck ’em over, 2018
and you know what my favorite thing is? f-ck y’all!
hahahaha
and that’s not to the motherf-ckers that really f-ck with me, that’s to the motherf-ckers that act like they f-ck with me
you know what mean, but when i leave, you what i’m sayin’, you talking big sh-t about me
yeah, f-ck you
now you ain’t gotta like me, i ain’t gotta like you but you gon’ respect it, you know what i mean
i’m so into these streets so i don’t know nothing else
probably don’t wanna know nothing else
i’mma get rich though, i’mma go move somewhere big and fat as a motherf-cker but, you know, i’ll be around
but uh, back to hating ass n-ggas
you know what i’m saying, and you b-tch ass, bum ass n-ggas!
man, f-ck y’all!
n-gga, i’m so into this gangsta sh-t
sh-t don’t stop, baby
aye!
hahahaha

- g perico

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