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letra de tropical storm - detroit l-o

[intro: detroit l-o]

yea, raw life uh huh
we keep it moving through the drought, you know what i’m saying
keep the faith, audemar, rit god
it’s your boy mr. gold watch, detroit l-o

[hook: detroit l-o]

it’s a storm, are you ready, i was born to be ready
must eliminate the petty
cutting slackers out the circle, had to sharpen my machete
brody have yo white shirt looking like you spilled spaghetti
gotta have a tight grip even though your palms is sweaty
road to glory, speeding, dodging pot holes
for the love of the chips and cheese like nachos
lyrical bullets, we ripping and letting shots go
tons of game, here’s some you might not know
yea, yea, yea, yea

[verse 1: detroit l-o]

peep what detroit l-o do to ya’ll
only time i give a b-tch a ring is during booty calls
hopelessly devoted to the calling god sent me
cadillacs over bentley’s, i’m never crippled like timmy
witnessing wannabees you might just feel the sting
always away from the throne cuz i’m busy king
leaving haters that wanna be in my position to feel the power
soak it in, cuz i’ll be back in a hour
i leave, do n-ggas dirty then it’s back to the shower
i’m climbing to the top, like i be wearing eddie bauer
as a young n-gga, known to keep a woman’s heart torn
for the p-ssy is scorn, i still cracked her more times than jimmy crack corn
far from the norm, far from the norm, i need cheers
i’m the most patient n-gga, dawg i been at it for years
stayed out the streets just so i can shed blood, sweat & tears
on the microphone and barely get support from my peers
i’m a family guy, so it ain’t hard to grind my gears
the only thing i fear is fear, n-gga it’s a raw year
the aspirations of liveraw
tryna figure me out, end up getting your head trapped like jigsaw

[hook: detroit l-o]

[verse 2: ishaan the rit god]

flyer than a pimp, balling on these n-ggas, shawn kemp
i saw “the world is yours” on a blimp
my phones keep rocking, like coca when you put it in the water
i’m running missions tryna feed my daughter
so i need all the hunnids, rebounding all the money, andre drummond
it’s halloween, we carving n-ggas pumpkins
you woke up to a nagging b-tch, i woke up to some loud
i hit the wood a couple times and let it mute the sound
she followed back in instagram, i’m shooting jumpers now
alley ooping when we ball, my n-ggas jumping now
when she clock out, the b-tch get too freaky
she running from the d-ck in some y3 yeezy’s
broke bread with everybody on this track, that’s a fact
block haters like shaq, stack chicken to the max
freaky b-tch tryna get her cat scratched
her girl saying, girl that’s that n-gga with the dad cap
n-gga, i’m nick van exel, i run the floor b-tch
i can’t believe you pillow talk to that wh0re, b-tch
new chicken, fresh out the box it ain’t kentucky fried
count a hundred benjamin franklin’s and set em to the side

[verse 3: audemar audi]

n-ggas hitting points at the cr-p house
them young boys, when it’s war, they don’t back down
i know how a mack sound, check my background
told my brother, let’s match rack for rack now
my dawg doing life and you know i miss him
he taught me how to whip the bows in the kitchen
on a mission, said our business n0body business
we was in the trap, we was home bodies in it
we was at the bottom, we was n0bodies really
my young dawg 19, no bodies really
by the time he turned 20, wild and unforgiven
he tryna be a millionaire, he don’t play the victim
glad you don’t got it cuz he don’t care who get it
lil mama call my line, she can get a minute
she been going through some things, but she got a vision
i gotta write bro a letter, felon, i can’t visit
if i don’t get the call, it hurt to say i missed it
i been numbing all the pain, man you know i’m sipping
them n-ggas dissing, we frying bigger fishes, yea

[hook: detroit l-o]

- detroit l o

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