La Perla

Two bad hoes... an a backwood of the best dope
Three five just too get high or a lil mo jus so I can cope
Walk a mile in Dese forces bro Yu ah be surprised I ain't sniffin coke
Got designer smoke what I need to roll right up the street at the hood sto
Street nigga been pistol gangin when I'm pullin Up prolly finna post
I ain't dumb doe gotta keep this pole on dat Main Street I'm backin in doe
Archie made sho we was never slippin so for my nigga dats why I throw up 4
Ima five fanga Pennsylvania nigga prolly tell dat shit from off a nigga clothes
Real Richmond got that Gap stitch shit real big on every single coat
Finna hit the road young nigga tryna flex the drip in every single coast
Humble beast I shit humbly bt on some real shit I don't like to boast
I'm the type to go get da bag smoke a p of dope on a owned boat
King shit this dick a privilege so I don't ask for gettin none more then throat
If she suck it good Bt don't like the taste only other option leave her face soaked
Quick too put bitch on her ass wanna sit in my face an play broke
I don't know what Yu used too Wit tha Bag gang ain't how shit go

Fastlane like a mustang on the interstate to the far left
Only mean we down for anything from sittin bitches down up too grand theft
Yea bitch we the bag gang don't entertain shit Don't involve checks
Try block a nigga hustle walk up give em two doe like a coupe lex
Chop hit him from behind broke a nigga neck like he caught a suplex
Bad bitch in the passenger highly irritated cuz she ain't gettin sex
Tryna touch a hundred thou bitch wanna stick around for a social flex
Nigga wrist on bussdown walkin round this bitch wit a golden neck
Try stop a nigga shine ain't gone take it kind it's major disrespect
Big Bro told us make some magic it's not hard
Two techs two full clips two full whips wit dread heads in it
Two slip two niggas hit tryna send dem boys to they dead niggas
Oh Yu scared nigga when dat led hit ya only mean ah nigga gne be dead quicker
Like the twenty three I can move slicker like the twenty one cuz the shells bigger

Don't hand to hand dese niggas grams bro we move whole bigger sell nigga
Wanna spend yo life thuggin too a mill jail wit that deal or Yu dead Killa
Ignoring all the real money plays to show demon ways how Yu Feel realer
Streets cold try an take my soul I'm puttin heat on niggas like a chinchilla
Streets hot had to work the glock finna hit the road too a Fat villa
Room cloudy off exotic smoke bitch super soaked I drop dick in her
Give her tip play den drop the whole thang watch the toes fold an the legs shiver
New thug passion black bel air bottle with the henny mix when I'm off the liquor

Penn thuggin tryna pin sumn where I reside 4toda5to
Been holdin it down with the sickest niggas shoutout ill billion an 8.24
Can't come over broke Gotta pussy hole I refer the hoe to lil solly bo
Me an P.o.p they know how we Be whole city knowin dats my lil bro
Him an savage they wit all the static real villians out that z double o
Archie Jeeter Dreko and Maccin real Bissell boys raised up ona Four
I ain't throwing bs is a six for me cell block niggas really about a Loaf
Hit 223 Brody keep it p For me he paint wit ease like he was Caso
Niggas got hoe tendencies so only gang wit me we finna run the coast
No regularity ain't no comparing Yu can be right here still ain't comin close
Peep the drip no designer shit I'm Ina gap fit or black wardrobe
Full mouth of gold Fastlane clothes thumbin through a roll to da next show

They say break it down the shit that yu spit that shit get too Literal
Gotta be vague bout shit that I say bcuz I where stay this shit get Political
Touchin my gang we come like a plague boys betta pray this shit a get Biblical
Love throwin shade ain't workin this way is times
When I feel like my presence is
Spiritual
Work hard and pray don't say that you can't
Yu will get all that Yu need fuck a miracle
Soon as Yu play start runnin wit lames
That's when yo everyday life ah get Miserable



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Writer(s): Dennis Robinson
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