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No Label (feat. BeDee)
by PDL Peso
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Bag up the work bag up the bags Gang lil nigga we mobbin back to the trap
Fine lil ho gang she suckin and slobbering I been on the road for weeks aint no sleep
Know that Im havin I played had fun in them streets
Aint no peace God knows about him Im quick to fuck off Im a player
VIP big baller Laker My phone keeps beepin pager
LLC business maker Strong bags nigga its all kush
Used to smoke hash and serve that bush Mainline nigga Im first playin
When you raw like this no major label Got guns pill money on the table
This Big 45 pissed off my neighbor In Texas came from SC
I was just livin wrong runnin from police I was just fuckin off them Gs
I work too hard to up and leave This G lock feelin on P
Not feelin homie cause I dont fuck with ya
If its smoke and its up nigga don't come down
Swear to God peso get up with ya Big dope in the pack right now
Breeze in the back rollin up some Swishas And I dont give a fuck right now
Niggas dont come around cause we dont fuck with them
Last time they tried one in the head geeked out full of these meds
Aint tryna pop out right now way too many feds
Wait on me up at the gas pump pull in swervin the vet
I'm workin my money you workin your legs
Lamb truck lamb truck I need a bed on it
I aint even got one now but I'll get one who wanna bet on it
Walked out the store with a brand new shirt and he bled on it
Yeah he put that shit on his set now he dead on it
They know the price gettin set and I'm dead on it
I want it bad enough Im spendin bread on it
Dissed me on that lil song but I ain't even heard what he said on it
Decimals commas and dollars if it aint about that
Then you know I go deaf on it
Pressure aint never gon fold on my brothers but I had it happen to me
Could have been dead when he got in that whip
But you know that that shit aint gon happen to me
Cause I happen to be practice whatever I preach
I was on lock now Im happy Im actually free
Im tryna get rich and not be a lil casualty
I might just pop out im fresh case and a lil casual tee
I'm on the stage rockin out, but they used to be laughin at me
Millionaire status I act like I already have it
They standin ovation whenever they clappin for me
BeDee and PDL Peso we all on your screen ho
What do you mean ho
Yeah
Bag up tha work bag up tha bags
Gang lil nigga we mobbin
Back to the trap find lil ho
Gang she suckin and slobberin
I've been on the road for weeks
Aint no sleep know that I'm havin
I played had fun in them streets
Aint no peace God knows about him
Im quick to fuck off Im a player
VIP big baller Laker
My phone keeps beepin pager
LLC business maker
Strong bags nigga its all kush
You smoke hash and serve that bush
Mainline nigga Im first playin
When you raw like this no major label
Bag up the work bag up the bags Gang lil nigga we mobbin back to the trap
Fine lil ho gang she suckin and slobbering I been on the road for weeks aint no sleep
Know that Im havin I played had fun in them streets
Aint no peace God knows about him Im quick to fuck off Im a player
VIP big baller Laker My phone keeps beepin pager
LLC business maker Strong bags nigga its all kush
Used to smoke hash and serve that bush Mainline nigga Im first playin
When you raw like this no major label Got guns pill money on the table
This Big 45 pissed off my neighbor In Texas came from SC
I was just livin wrong runnin from police I was just fuckin off them Gs
I work too hard to up and leave This G lock feelin on P
Not feelin homie cause I dont fuck with ya
If its smoke and its up nigga don't come down
Swear to God peso get up with ya Big dope in the pack right now
Breeze in the back rollin up some Swishas And I dont give a fuck right now
Niggas dont come around cause we dont fuck with them
Last time they tried one in the head geeked out full of these meds
Aint tryna pop out right now way too many feds
Wait on me up at the gas pump pull in swervin the vet
I'm workin my money you workin your legs
Lamb truck lamb truck I need a bed on it
I aint even got one now but I'll get one who wanna bet on it
Walked out the store with a brand new shirt and he bled on it
Yeah he put that shit on his set now he dead on it
They know the price gettin set and I'm dead on it
I want it bad enough Im spendin bread on it
Dissed me on that lil song but I ain't even heard what he said on it
Decimals commas and dollars if it aint about that
Then you know I go deaf on it
Pressure aint never gon fold on my brothers but I had it happen to me
Could have been dead when he got in that whip
But you know that that shit aint gon happen to me
Cause I happen to be practice whatever I preach
I was on lock now Im happy Im actually free
Im tryna get rich and not be a lil casualty
I might just pop out im fresh case and a lil casual tee
I'm on the stage rockin out, but they used to be laughin at me
Millionaire status I act like I already have it
They standin ovation whenever they clappin for me
BeDee and PDL Peso we all on your screen ho
What do you mean ho
Yeah
Bag up tha work bag up tha bags
Gang lil nigga we mobbin
Back to the trap find lil ho
Gang she suckin and slobberin
I've been on the road for weeks
Aint no sleep know that I'm havin
I played had fun in them streets
Aint no peace God knows about him
Im quick to fuck off Im a player
VIP big baller Laker
My phone keeps beepin pager
LLC business maker
Strong bags nigga its all kush
You smoke hash and serve that bush
Mainline nigga Im first playin
When you raw like this no major label