Power to the Peso

(feat. Lounge, Wiggs & Solomon Childs)

(Intro: Lounge Mode)

Power to the Peso - Cappadonna (from the album The Struggle)\n\nYeah, nigga

Aiyo, what up man? This is all BB right here

Word, yo, we just slid in from the back door

Power to the Peso - Cappadonna (from the album The Struggle)\n\nIt's Code:Red, nigga, level four, ya'll know what it is, ma

I told ya'll, huh? I didn't? Watch this one, though (Goon Squad!)

(Lounge Mode)

Power to the Peso - Cappadonna (from the album The Struggle)\n\nAiyo, I know niggas that get dusted and wild ou

They foul out, talk to the cops and play they style out

Power to the Peso - Cappadonna (from the album The Struggle)\n\nMe? I'm real hood, and them niggas that was fakin' befor

I take they jaws, cuz Lord, I wish they would

Yes, Lord, it's all good, you know I hustle

In the tanktop with no muscle, all in the hood

And roll dice by the elevator, and post up

And wait there, if he comin' in, dog, gotta wait til later

I squeeze off, ease off from the nine milly

Power to the Peso - Cappadonna (from the album The Struggle)\n\nAnd my niggas be like, "Watch how he whine, Billy!

Power to the Peso - Cappadonna (from the album The Struggle)\n\nAnd for the record, these niggas gotta come kill m

Where I'm at, in the Hill, by the Ooh, silly

Danger, danger, ain't nothin' change but space

Ask Space and Daxe, in how they manage

Power to the Peso - Cappadonna (from the album The Struggle)\n\nAnd how I do damage, **** takin' flicks for camera

You know them bandanas, run with them clip bananas

I'm on the hunt for the big dough to stick Santana

Plus these labels exec's come in a calm manner

N.S.Beezy, I stay easy

Power to the Peso - Cappadonna (from the album The Struggle)\n\n**** what ya'll niggas is talkin', I'm off the heez

(Cappadonna)

In the hood, you get fake hugs and cold stares

Power to the Peso - Cappadonna (from the album The Struggle)\n\nHeat holdin' niggas with the apple colored wear

Power to the Peso - Cappadonna (from the album The Struggle)\n\nTry'nna get them greens, premature niggas get knocked out and shit fien

Niggas stand up, Staten Island, rip you and ya mans up

Hands up, yeah, kid, it's the real

Rough necks on this side, cats makin' a deal

Coke in the bill, weapons appeal, do what ya feel

From Park Hill to Jungle Nillz

So much that we gotta pay the bills

Give us the cream or get killed....

Goon Squad!

(Wigz)

Aiyo, my jewels so chunky, I got a brass monkey

With a, rock in his ear, two chips in his tooth

No cuff', I throw the ol' joint off the roof

It's a new year, I'm layin' new words in the booth

**** "The Truth", I'm "The Reason" why rap needs to chang

The same four quarters in +the game+, I got change

Nickles and dimes, rhymes, styles of Beneen

See, Cash Rules Everything, lord, I need C.R.E.A.M.

Gotta team that could elbow out the meat cooler

I'm a hustler, I could sell a brick to a jeweler

Off your front porch, g off ya back deck

This me, Lounge and the team, we dishin' up the projects

(Solomon Childs)

We killas as sharp as knives

Work for hire, special key be the paralyzer

Got my own killa slang and dancers

Certain hammers for certain circumstances

These the roads of *****'s deed, knawhatimean?

I took the advances and bulletproofed the Suburbans

No handouts, stay earnin' mine

The hood hate to see a nigga shine and now I know

That a ho gon' always be a ho

And 23's can't fit on a '98 Tahoe

And ain't no superstars comin' off Apollo

The chicks around the way frontin' with tongue rings, don't swallow

My mind was raped as a child, Rocky could of never beat Apollo

The feds could of never caught 'Cino

P. Diddy would of never fell for a bird like J.Lo, power to the peso, nigga