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lirik lagu sauce walka - preach

[verse 1: propain]
first thang first, where your money, b~tch?
hundred thousand strong, excuse the stunting sh~t
where i’m from, it’s either rap, or hit the [?] or bricks
[?] 50 cent, you either die, or you get f~cking rich
these shoes don’t [?] too much, lil bro
but these sh~ts [?] me 6 months ago
f~cking legend, boy, go ask your b~tch, you can’t f~ck with pro
[?] i’ve been high [?]
ghetto dreams, n~gga
diamond rings
money, hoes and clothes, and all the finer things
but i salute success, n~gga, not designer jeans
you faragamo [?] no comma, get your ass around from me
lil mama throw that ass just like a quarterback
got that p~ssy drippin like a sauce attack
i spit crack, [?] back
[?] all of that
came from the bottom, got it poppin, f~ck a label
i’m the label, if you rockin, imma sign ’em
back then, they [?] knockin, chickens talkin
told me i should stop, now them same b~tches boppin
claming i’m they baby papa
f~ck?
same n~gga on and off the camera roll
still got them dreams to open fantom doors
but now i’m in that coupe, i’m in that g, b~tch, i ain’t paying [?]
drop the top [?] strippin like it’s amber rose
[?]
feature, 5 grand or more
rock this game, we stand on floors
it’s feeling like i am the coach
balling till i’m hammer bro
you p~ssys just ain’t [?]
ain’t no hoes in your phone, your crib n~gga, and your shows
[?] n~gga
and it’s cold, you lame, and everybody in your motherf~cking family know
it’s major, for real, rap became the saviors
splash time, lil b~tch, catch the flavor
propain
[verse 2: sosamann]
i don’t f~ck with these n~ggas, they flaky
hold on
[?] i been brazy
i sold a whole lotta crack, like the 80’s
and young n~gga run the trap, i ain’t lazy
and guess what?
i ain’t running game
ask my lil brother, he say i moved a hundred thangs
and all this sh~t i’m talking truth
everything i spit facts, in the motherf~cking booth
i’m on fire, talking hot, like a f~cking flame
double [?] b~tch, sosa, that’s my f~cking name
[?] that’s my f~cking gang
man i lost [?]
but that sh~t ain’t nothing, imma keep on stunting
kicking sh~t, [?] soul, like i’m f~cking [?]
lil n~gga, you ain’t touching nothing, you ain’t getting money
you ain’t counting hundos, you ain’t riding foreigns
[?] ride around the city, boy, you drive your mama car
when i was sleeping in my dream, i was sipping [?]
[?] made that sh~t [?] 95
i buy a whole zip, a10 piece get me high
i’m double [?] taking trips around the world
knocking all these pimp girls
buying diamonds and these pearls
i done got the f~cking curl for the girls
now i [?]
now my mind all gone, man, that sh~t lost
i hear a lotta n~ggas in the city talking sauce
but really, if you ain’t [?] then you lost
and f~ck [?] catching plays [?] randy moss
the syrup got me in the daze, leaning on the [?]
and if a n~gga play with sosamann, i knock him off
and i’m really from the street
you ain’t sold a 50 pack, let alone a whole sheet
[verse 3: sauce walka]
as i run through the vally of the salty waters of death
lord know that the only thing i can do is protect myself
all this sauce on me, [?]
my enomies wanna rob me for my wealth
but i can’t let that happen
oh no
oh no
you know [?] start cappin
[?] the way it’s gon’ have to happen
see my mama ain’t raised no flunky
and my daddy ain’t raised no junky
so when i go buy diamonds, they can’t be monkey
oh no [?]
i can’t do that foo foo like him, him and you
uh uh, baby, that ain’t the way it’s gon’ be
we gon’ grind for it
we gon’ shine for it
f~ck around and be like rick james, and go blind for it
oo wee
i’m sauce [?]
put your hands in the air, be [?] with the flavor
sauce man

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