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letra de bodily harm - d hen & 1up tee

[intro: 1up tee]
(d-mn, machu, why’d you have to do ’em like that?)
i don’t drink, but i’ll give a n-gga bodily harm
can’t show love, ’cause that sh-t’ll get you popped in your heart
that sh-t was hard, wasn’t it? yeah

[verse 1: 1up tee]
i’m tired of rest in peace songs and prison bids
your n-ggas passive, i’m with three wh0res that dribble sh-t
don’t test mine, n-gga, keep off the premises
ho, you ain’t turnt, you just leech off a n-gga, b-tch
yeah, b-tch, i’m 1up, how you one-uppin’ me?
luckily, you can’t f-ck with me a bit, huh
i see a classy ho, i’m cuffin’ me a b-tch, huh
he talkin’ trash and i’m dumpin’ me a clip, let me hear that

[verse 2: d hen]
i don’t never think i’ll be up enough to feel rich
won’t bring my mans on a l!ck that’ll put bro in danger
i put some bands on my n-gga, he’ll be more than thankful
uh-huh, yop
when you goin’ through that rain, you start to look at life different
start not to like n-ggas ’cause they ain’t been through what i been through
you ain’t seen what i seen, you ain’t been where i been
sh-t, i can’t blame n-ggas, f-ck ’em, know i still hate ’em
can talk about the streets, but what you know ’bout bein’ in ’em?
snitchin’ on my codefendants, now they call them real n-ggas
[verse 3: 1up tee]
your b-tch need closure, tell her book with tee
if she pull up to this salon, i make her p-ssy queef
they rappin’ what we live and got it lookin’ sweet
you don’t f-ck with dracs, boy, you pusha t

[verse 4: d hen]
when i’m done f-ckin’ her, she can’t feel her legs like, “what you do to me?”
i do my dance when i hit that b-tch like who are you to tweak?
she like, “who are you to me?” really, bae, i’m new to this
wasn’t taught to love, i bust my nut, so i just use a b-tch

[interlude: 1up tee]
this n-gga d hen is crazy
i do the same sh-t, these hoes ain’t nothin’ to me

[verse 5: 1up tee]
me and my camper, we from two different campsites
but real recognize real, now we camp guys
hoes blowin’ up my phone like a landmine
i lil’ boy’d you back in school, you a man now?
but i cannot flex ’cause i’m used to bein’ humble
b-tch, i’m in my bag, but i used to be in trouble
we used to be a couple, that b-tch hate me, now i’m crunchin’
used to, what you used to do mean nothin’
[verse 6: veeze & d hen]
we used to ham these n-ggas back in school, we still ham ’em now
the friends i used to have when i was young, sh-t, i still bro ’em now
i did this sh-t so long, i feel like every b-tch a hand-me-down
i gave my mans a hand, he sn-tched that b-tch, tryna stab me now
i used to post up in the spot, try to slam it out
nowadays, i’m buyin’ drugs and i just pass ’em out
your ho just like my legacy, i’ma just pass her down
i’m brothers only, when we beefin’, bring the caskets out
i know too many wolves, can’t even post up with no hams around
i could’ve took these n-ggas’ style like you, but i’m inventin’ styles
my hair still super nappy, but i’m up, i guess i’m handsome now
i’m up, but i ain’t rich, my n-gga still be sendin’ package out
i used to call that lil’ b-tch phone, she used to cat me out
now the b-tch call so many times, it’s like harassment now
oh, that p-ssy was dry as h-ll when i ain’t have no clout
i’m tellin’ her put her camera down, she pullin’ her panties down, d-mn

[outro: veeze]
you dig what i’m sayin’, lil’ bro? like (d-mn, machu, why’d you have to do ’em like that?)
it’s, it’s only gon’ change, like
you know what i’m sayin’, you just gotta go through the motions
slap, slap

- d hen 1up tee

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