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letra de january 2022 (tuh history #001) - pe$o pete

[intro: pe$o pete]
aye

[producer tag: koll]
koll

[chorus: pe$o pete]
you gotta see to believe how we callin’ it, racks to the ceilin’ consume me in chalk
you gotta see how these people lay down on ’em, i had to watch my li’l homie get popped
smokin’ on gas, now my face on lock, b-tch, i smoke li’l packs, you ain’t text no za
i’m just posted the crib, singin’ my song, fans of the spot, just singin’ along
man, f-ck what they said, boy, i been in my zone, and that good metal [?] like i’m bege capone
they sayin’, “[?] what they know”, they sayin’, “f-ck, pe$o, i bet that she won’t”
i’m [?] outside, i got sand in my soul, might cop the forces, the one with the [?]
pink nani my jacket, my [?] hat chrome, he ain’t [?] that racket, bro’, just go home
man, yo’ music ain’t it, you ain’t tap in yo’ soul, you ain’t ever gon’ make it, you lack control
you gotta see to believe how we callin’ it, racks to the ceilin’ consume me in chalk
you gotta see how these people lay down on ’em, i had to watch my li’l homie get popped
smokin’ on gas, now my face on lock, b-tch, i smoke li’l packs, you ain’t text no za
i’m just posted the crib, singin’ my song, fans of the spot, just singin’ along
man, f-ck what they said, boy, i been in my zone, [?] and good metal [?] like i’m bege capone
[verse: pe$o pete]
and good metal drink in my cup on bege
they tell me the za to my face, i’m in sp-ce
eyes closed, head down, sit in my grave
i might just k!ll me a rapper today
mind too sharp, cut his ass open, i feel like oda, wit too [?]
mana up without a potion, break when i focus, you couldn’t win against me
washin’ it down, i feel like billy mays
b-tch, i’m evil like cyrus, you like billy may
hit wit’ a tec, bro’, go away
ran it up, now they got somethin’ to say
i’m in the booth freestylin’ for days (yeah)
[?], okay

[chorus: pe$o pete]
you gotta see to believe how we callin’ it, racks to the ceilin’ consume me in chalk (d-mn)
you gotta see how these people lay down on ’em, i had to watch my li’l homie get popped
smokin’ on gas, now my face on lock, b-tch, i smoke li’l packs, you ain’t text no za
i’m just posted the crib, singin’ my song, fans of the spot, just singin’ along
man, f-ck what they said, boy, i been in my zone, and that good metal [?] like i’m bege capone
they sayin’, “f-ck, pe$o, i bet that she won’t”
i’m [?] outside, i got sand in my soul, might cop the forces, the one with the [?]
pink nani my jacket, my [?] hat chrome

- peo pete

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