Practice Lyrics – LosDenero
Singer: LosDenero
Title: Practice
Yeah
Denero
Uh
Y’all don’t practice what you preach
n#gg#s flash cash on the gram
But can’t put cash in the streets
Everybody gun go blam
But know that nothing happens you don’t squeeze
I just want a life that gives me peace
But seems like this life you need a piece
Y’all don’t practice what you preach
n#gg#s flash cash on the gram
But can’t put cash in the streets
Everybody gun go blam
But know that nothing happens you don’t squeeze
I just want a life that gives me peace
But seems like this life you need a piece
Ok you got a glock I got a canik
And my b#tch it talk but this ain’t Spanish
She like the way I treat her I get mannish
She love how when I bust her ion panic
Make her sing like usher go the dancing
My mother hope I’m talkn usher Raymond
Please excuse me mama this a ransom
You thought that all that I would be was handsome
Tables turn my skills are now demanded
Ain’t let you down with the hammys
Look here granny bout to get a Grammy
Know the journey yeen understand it
But I’ma be the last man standing
Gotta get the bands for the family
Double up
I was speeding had to buckle up
n#gg#s out here tryna undercut
But I want all triple double stuff
Like I’m LB with my LBs
Everybody got they LCs
Are you getting paper or is it paper yeen even gotta tell me
Just let it breathe
I’ma better breed
I got extra cheese
More lettuce please
Ahh
Y’all don’t practice what you preach
n#gg#s flash cash on the gram
But can’t put cash in the streets
Everybody gun go blam
But know that nothing happens you don’t squeeze
I just want a life that gives me peace
But seems like this life you need a piece
Y’all don’t practice what you preach
n#gg#s flash cash on the gram
But can’t put cash in the streets
Everybody gun go blam
But know that nothing happens you don’t squeeze
I just want a life that gives me peace
But seems like this life you need a piece
Ok I’ll add a scope that got a beam
Hit LA for n#gg#s that’ll clip ya
They ain’t even playing did the team
Everybody saying they a hitta
But y’all ain’t saying what you mean
When it come to women you a hitta
But when it comes to n#gg#s you’ll flee
These n#gg#s different these days
Me I was OG raised
You can check my peewee stage
Ain’t play how the streets play
But they knew a n#gg# I go by the code in a g way
I see the sh#t like 3 ways
Get money sit back and behave
On God
Y’all n#gg#s so fraud
Hear a lotta noise in the yard
But you boys ain’t stomping sh#t at all
Don’t play with me it’s one call
Got a problem it can get solved
You better know all the variables In this formula or you loss
Cause b#tch I’m the boss
Don’t get to involved
Cause n#gg# you lost
Ha ha ha
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