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CEO Trayle

El Presidente (Bonus Track)

 

El Presidente (Bonus Track)

(album: Happy Halloween 3 - 2020)


(When you see us, you know we mean business)
(DJ Metro)
(DJ Victoriouz with me in the building)

Ayy, ayy, you wasn't with these steppers
Teach lil' cause to close his mouth 'cause he don't know no better
Ayy, all my shooters outside, nigga, this foenem weather
Uh, and then once we all collide, we gon' know who better
Uh, I be standing out on this block, got this shit sewed together
Uh, I ain't had no co-D, look at brodie, they told on each other
Nah, you don't know me, go get Big Folks, he might know me better
Uh, Vic sitting right here buying fours, pour a four or better

Ayy, ayy, ayy
El presidente, shells out a big Drac', Trayle and a Vic tape
Ayy, been through hell, but I didn't break
House boy, Trayle like a big ape
Two hundred shots, then relocate
'Round my way, all you see is bullet holes and yellow tape
And these Percs be hard as fuck to find, this shit be devastating
Uh, so when I see them, I don't hesitate
Uh, C4 detonate
Ayy, my Percocet gon' activate
Ayy, 4 might take your bitch, I bet her back'll break
Ayy, like seven pounds of buds and two bags of shake
I was selling weed with my plug, I didn't graduate
A hundred Percs'll last me to like Saturday

Ayy, ayy, you wasn't with these steppers
Teach lil' cause to close his mouth 'cause he don't know no better
Ayy, all my shooters outside, nigga, this foenem weather
Uh, and then once we all collide, we gon' know who better
Uh, I be standing out on this block, got this shit sewed together
Uh, I ain't had no co-D, look at brodie, they told on each other
Nah, you don't know me, go get Big Folks, he might know me better
Uh, Vic sitting right here buying fours, pour a four or better

(When you see us, you know we mean business)

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