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letra de the plan - que lo que boyz

[chorus: lightupp]
break down grams with my mans
chase down shorty from the ‘gram
we put this together with the plan
we was looking out for them
we was looking out
break down p’s to an ounce
shake down clowns for some pounds
that’s what que lo que about
n-ggas get to talkin’ wild
we gon’ hold it down

[verse: cream da villain]
catch me coolin’ with your b-tch
she was choosin’ on a pimp
shawty tryna dance all on me
f-ck the tool right on the hip
shining hard, they yelling “who dat?”
“he da man” i tell ’em “true dat”
drippin’ out but sh-t you knew dat
in your house like “where the loot at?”
n-ggas out here ridin’ stainless
pointing fingers? we don’t do that
only time i point a finger’s so n-ggas know who to shoot at
b-tch please, flip cheese, now i try to wrist freeze
hit the party, crispy
these haters talking? miss me
f-ck what all these n-ggas think
smoking gas and sipping drink
all my n-ggas in your village so come up off hitting l!cks
lot a rats? out wit the sticks
i do muay thai wit the bricks
walk around with long sleeves cause i might blind wit the wrist
if you n-ggas in the drought, hit my line, i got the fix
yea i’m all about my money but i might slide with your b-tch
i be flexin’ with the ice, call me popeye with the drip
if it’s drama, lil n-gga, i’ll be outside where you live
[chorus: lightupp]
break down grams with my mans
chase down shorty from the ‘gram
we put this together with the plan
we was looking out for them
we was looking out
break down p’s to an ounce
shake down clowns for some pounds
that’s what que lo que about
n-ggas get to talkin’ wild
we gon’ hold it down

[verse: lightupp]
pulled up in that h-llcat
smoke on that “you smell that?”
i spit that “you felt that?”
i got that “you sell that?”
heat on me, i melt that
shawty bad? can’t tell that
i do not gas no hoe
catch me down in soho
rolling with my twizzy, keep a lookout for the po-po
once you think they gone, they gon’ roll back up, yo-yo
i been up all night tryna move a couple more o’s
all about the bankroll
lil thotty give me toppy, that’s a low blow
talking, switching sides? that’s a no-no
fresh braid, gold t–th-a, smoke reefer
catch me in the two-seater with ya mamacita
i’d never make it out the hood is what they all say
then i started moving weight with my compadre
used to pitch it soft in the hallway all day
saw the pack in good hands? ain’t no all-state
[chorus: lightupp]
break down grams with my mans
chase down shorty from the ‘gram
we put this together with the plan
we was looking out for them
we was looking out
break down p’s to an ounce
shake down clowns for some pounds
that’s what que lo que about
n-ggas get to talkin’ wild
we gon’ hold it down

- que lo que boyz

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