Walberto

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Eto] Why did a Chi Chi have to go? Why ain't he open the door? I know, 'cause he wasn't only defending himself Tell Gina you let a real nigga die Scrape the oowop That wasn't s'posed to be Salazar in that blue drop Two stops, filled the shoebox I brought the yayo back I know when they return, I know where they go at Now I'm Walberto and it's looking like you lost turbo You on furlough, fresh home God works though Until we die, keep your heart purple Keep a small circle, know how we ride Hold it inside, but it's heavy and it haunts They still lust fake love Just ask Benny from the Bronx I'm still spending that old bread that don't stale I ain't receive no mail, my lady don't know Gail Hell, I keep 'em on they ballerinas Since my last subpoena, it's been great and the grass is greener Catch a breather, I'll meet you at the pool hall later Keep it in mind it ain't as cheap now, it do cost paper We in the grind where the young guys budging, you see the young guys runnin' We getting old now, I sometimes love it Fuck it I ain't complaining I'm just saying They ain't playin' remember the sunrayin' It's changin', gotta adapt Sad to say we gotta build an empire from scratch That's a pig that flies straight, but not if it rats What's that? Stabbed in the front, shot in the back Had to show 'em this ain't '93 I'm a stand up guy, no comedy That's highway robbery But nowadays not for me Keep it cool though You know
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