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fredo santana - the program lyrics

[intro]
p-plugs!
corey lingo what’s up man

[verse 1]
og gas changed my life
had to switch up from selling white (i had to)
move this sh-t like it’s in the way
i get them packs and i make a play (i do)
i get their cash and i fade away
these n-ggas ain’t real, they super fake
i want a meal and i just ate, i want a meal and i just ate
i run the street, boy get up to date
my n-ggas be trapping from state to state
pull up with the chopper and put it to your face
money on deck if i catch a case
my n-ggas savage and we going ape
these n-ggas soft like a d-mn grape
get the f-ck away from these sp-ce
these n-ggas broke and i can’t relate

[hook]
y’all n-ggas know the program
fredo don’t answer to no man
pull up with choppers in both hands
super strapped up in them black vans
trap n-ggas wearing margielas
i don’t do no d-mn black vans
where i’m from is like pakistan
where i’m from is like iran
y’all n-ggas know the program
fredo don’t answer to no man
pull up with choppers in both hands
super strapped up in them black vans
trap n-ggas wearing margielas
i don’t do no d-mn black vans
where i’m from is like pakistan
where i’m from is like iran

[verse 2: gino marley]
young black n-gga in a red coupe
and my [?] got no roof
put the cash in the box, i don’t d-mn shoot
and i’m sticking to the money, i’m the d-mn glue
and my trap cool so we wear no shoes
and my trap jump up with no rules
trap filled up like high school
and my world moving [?]
and i pour lean and i pop fools
and i got [?] popped too
and that b-tch made runs through the whole crew
and my crew only move for the d-mn loot
my bih running up a duffle
running through the green no huddle
bulldog on me, no muzzle
got a bulldog on me, no tustle
and i’m still in the hood eating ruffles
still living good with the cluckers
still blend in good with the hustlers
fiends from ’06 still have my numbers
and i’m still in the hood eating ruffles
still living good with the cluckers
still blend in good with the hustlers
fiends from ’06 still have my numbers

- fredo santana lyrics

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