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peso da mafia - winning lyrics

[chorus: shordie shordie]
aye aye aye aye
we just be doing this sh-t
we just be winning
just started doing this sh-t
just the beginning, cause
back then they didn’t want me
now i’m hot they all on me
prices on pounds
ain’t coming down
make a move make a move, aye
make a move make a move, cause
back then they didn’t want me
now i’m hot they all on me
prices on pounds
ain’t coming down

[verse 1: shordie shordie]
let me get something understood my n-gga
i be really in the hood my n-gga
yeah i’m writing where i stood my n-gga
see me out there like what’s good my n-gga
i ain’t really with the talking
riding round ain’t with the walking
catch a n-gga while he walking
walk down and then chalk him oh
that’s what i’m talking bout
see us they walking out
ain’t no compet-tion
you a b-tch and we here to witness

[chorus: shordie shordie]
we just be doing this sh-t
we just be winning
just started doing this sh-t
just the beginning cause
back then they didn’t want me
now i’m hot they all on me
prices on pounds
ain’t coming down
make a move make a move aye
make a move make a move cause
back then they didn’t want me
now i’m hot they all on me
prices on pounds
ain’t coming down

[verse 2: pdm purp]
young n-gga chasing paper tryna get it
lil n-gga we be yelling where the green be?
hot sh-t hit a n-gga where his face be
came up man this sh-t wasn’t easy
grind real hard n-gga started from the bottom
shine real hard on purpose n-gga
play by the rules and a n-gga goin’ last
straight 100 everybody in my circle n-gga
rule number one don’t love these streets
late nights creep boy you gotta keep it on you
rule number two n-gga know what to do
dumb n-gga run up boy you better put it on him
rule number three really ain’t a number three
you can save more drugs don’t fall for the streets
rule number four one shop like a store
hit a n-gga flip phone we got what you need
show you how we really coming my n-gga
more triggers to show you n-ggas we ain’t playing
h-lla drums like a band
my n-gga we with it she ripping that b-tch she won’t jam

- peso da mafia lyrics

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