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letra de triccy - breezydub

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[chorus]

in these streets it get triccy, you can’t tell your friends from your foes no more

and these b-tches ah tricc you, you can’t tell ya b-tch from ya hoes no more

in these streets it get triccy, you can’t tell your friends from your foes no more ( no, no)

and these b-tches ah tricc you, you can’t tell ya b-tch from ya hoes no more (na, na, na, na)

[pre verse]

and when these n-ggas out to get you, got to keep your pole be prepared for war (aye, aye)

n-ggas trynna catch me slipping, keep me a weapon i can’t lack no more (aye, aye)

yo b-tch jacking what i’m spitting, sеt her as a mission, she gone go for mе and bro

she say she love the way i flow, she say my diamonds turn her own

search me up on google, i’m known for keeping the chrome, i put 2 inside her dome

[verse 1]

you ain’t never seen no hits, do the sh-t that i am doing
only 14, young entrepreneur

writing on my phone, garage band my recorder

wante to quit, cus i ain’t have no supporters

momma touched a m, and my life start transforming (aye, aye)

now i’m in a whip looking like a transformer

you broken inside, baby i can transformer ya

you fuccin with them lames, corn n-ggas, you adore them

aye

so tell me what is wrong with you

i’m just tryna vibe with you

i can show you something new

show you that my love is true

all these b-tches in my face, but i only want you bae
i chill and stay up in my lane, and i only mind the business if it pays

lame n-ggas in my face, trippin tryna take my place

and what you see in him that you don’t see in me?

all this sh-t that i’ve been hearing lately really blowing me

how you fuccin with him, but claim that “you in love with me”?

sometimes i feel alone, i just want your company

yea, you don’t deserve none of me

[chorus]

in these street it triccy, you can’t tell your friends from your foes no more

and these b-tches ah tricc you, you can’t tell ya b-tch from ya hoes no more

in these streets it get triccy, you can’t tell your friends from your foes no more

and these b-tches ah tricc you, you can’t tell ya b-tch from ya hoes no more

[verse 2]
how you my homie, but you fuccin with the other side

say you my n-gga, but when its time are you gonna ride

ain’t got no friends, cus friends be telling on each other

this sh-t wicked, i can’t even trust my brothers

in these streets it get triccy, real real triccy (triccy)

wash ya hands it get sticky, real real sticky (sticky)

[outro]

in these streets it get triccy, you can’t tell your friends from your foes no more

and these b-tches ah tricc you, you can’t tell ya b-tch from ya hoes no more

- breezydub

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