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PERU (KING TOPS REMAKE) LYRICS
VERSE 1
Girl you don capture my soul
No be lie na just true
Girl you don capture my heart
Peru, peru, para

Peru, Para

Billion dollar dreams
Cant watch my family starving
For street my nigga stand fit
Believe the sky is my limit
Life na turn by turn
I don't want

packing uh
They catch him, turn him to ashes uh

I hit the stu, it was me and 30K
Came from a way where we stay by the trees
No we aint saying we putting

the shit that done
When you living in the streets it's hard not to raise a thug
All these fools switched up man it's hard to have trust
I represent for

through my spine 
I’m going insane 
I’m going insane 
Got my brothers forever 
They like my membrane 
If a n****a want smoke 
Clip em like a timp fade
Box

photoshop we make
Insecurity but police no dey investigate 

This was supposed to be democracy, but it gat the more crazy
Government of the people, by

blunt a feather
I'm outchea inna street road runnin for that treasure
My momma hit my cell said she want me doin better
Got my devil in the back really

hands up like a cooster

Not bout’ to tell you no jokes but i’ll roast ya’
(Na)

Tryna make ni***s aware I dont even care, Shit i jus’ be shruggin’ my

bangin'
And not one gang could fuck with us cause they know we too dangerous
And if they see us in the street, they know they seekin' danger
And if I see

send you 
Send me 
Me I Dey frown 
Shey Bo Owo ni ko ko 
Na him find 

Ya ya 
BuKata samaya 
When them dey see me 
Emi  je ko mo 

Them no send 
When I

call
I need to know your needs and all your problems
So by the morning it's okay
And at the same time I hope you're loyal
Cuz every time you just want

naw’
You can find me in my
Karapao
Karapao
Karapao
Kara-Karapao
Karapao
Grinding in my
Karapao
Karapao
Karapao
Kara-Karapao
Karapao

(Yoh)
Karapao e na

Just Because

Angel Tazari

Angel: A.T. Her Best

2001

of young Dons
Champagne and a grill on my front lawn
What's song?
We can dance to some more jams
Finally meet Nas and the whole fam
Roseland, love is love

G'd Up

DJ Godfather

Da Bomb, Vol. 4

2000

stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin to the script and neva changin up
You know we keep it bangin don't fake

50 Shots Set's It Off

The Hot Boys

Get It How U Live!

1997

the beef under the streets

Na we each gotta knock of da leash
A bunch of empty shells
Walking no talking plot'n for power
Going riding in sour foe

Gotta Love It

Cee Lo Green

PRhyme 2

2018

down in the DM, even your stock
You gotta love it, bitches after me, hassle me by the dozen
If she can't have me, she ask do I got a brother
I'm

Agony is the key to a happy life
You can't know joy if you don't know strife
There's no good or bad by itself
You can't have poverty if there is

Next Up

Sunz of Man

Sunz of Man

1998

live it 
All day, every days a Billie Holiday 
Lady sings the blues get the street news by the way 
Have you heard crime pay? 
Hit your block like

I tell her I go by the name Kobi Jonz and she giggle for a bit
Wake Up

You waited for me
On this boulevard of broken hearts broken dreams
Take away

by the twos for the vanguard
Just a little Common Sense and a lot of competition
Took me from a Lost Boy to a freestyle event
Over Swiss Beats bled

of the army and the police (Wuh wuh wuh wuh wuh)
Not only in our school yard (Wuh wuh wuh wuh wuh)
Right inside our class rooms (Kodwa senzeni na) (Wuh wuh wuh

of the army and the police (Wuh wuh wuh wuh wuh)
Not only in our school yard (Wuh wuh wuh wuh wuh)
Right inside our class rooms (Kodwa senzeni na) (Wuh wuh wuh

to Congo
We don dey go
We go we go we go we go

All the yans wey I dey drop
We inspired by the streets
I'm so musical
My blood flows to a beat
That’s flows

they screamin', man, get back in the boat
And I be lurkin' four AM through the streets for a quote
Pack my bow like I'm headed on vacation meditatin'