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letra de temptations - detwan love

[intro]
(ayy, fool, who that is?)
mmm-mmm, yeah, alright
(dxnte, you snapped on this one)
hm (thanks, zachary)

[verse]
free my n-gga, he ain’t even locked up yet, but he on the run
soons you beat a n-gga ass, he gon’ lose, go and get his gun
i can’t name one time a n-gga pulled down and made me run
have my n-gga make ten thousand blues, this a pill run
tall black dude, he k!ll sh-t, he look like sanford son
i’ll turn that sh-t up quick, i’m the devil son
i feel like bj, i get drunk, i’m passin’ out one’s
i know why n-ggas don’t wanna f-ck with me ’cause they know i’m the one
yeah, i’m hip, couple rappers don’t likе me, they my lil’ sons
pull up with some sh-t that makе noise, that b-tch go rum-pum-pum
my chopper ain’t go no sense, it’s dumb
i just mixed some wock’ out with the red, this sh-t look like a plum, yeah
my eyes low, i’m off drugs, i’m startin’ to feel numb
all the n-ggas around me, they like stooges, all my n-ggas dumb
b-tch, you know this blood sh-t real
ashton kutcher, get ’em punk’d
i’m r-t-rded, b-tch, i flunked
sellin’ white, cm punk
you don’t wanna f-ck me? then stay away from my presence, b-tch
at the brib watchin’ wizkid, smokin’ on my essence sh-t
say it with your chest, a real n-gga ain’t gon’ whisper sh-t
he don’t know i’m plugged that had a barber, get his whiskers clipped
hm, brodie happy as h-ll smilin’ with that big b-tch
hm, face it, n-gga, it’s okay, you never won sh-t
hm, you faced a n-gga? hk or hk’d his sh-t?
hm, how you setup shop, the next day, they raided your sh-t
how the f-ck you keep on gettin’ out of jail? you had switch
when i see rats up in the club, it make my eye twitch
box his ass in, he was better off barricadin’ that b-tch
n-ggas ain’t thinkin’ with they minds, they thinkin’ with they d-ck
they got your drop ’cause you was with that b-tch takin’ pics
if i don’t like you, we could never ever take no pic
you too aggressive off that liquor, you might not get no d-ck
my lil’ cousin wrong, he f-ckin’ on his cousin b-tch
hm, they just let my cousin out of prison, he stab sh-t
hm, they tryna make me mad, tryna make me act like a bad kid
hm, times up, you can’t keep livin’ off what your brother did
you was goin’ to school, i was sellin’ dog food
me and my n-ggas was bad as h-ll, shootin’ dice in sunday school
stand on who? n-gga, you 5’2″, gon’ need a steppin’ stool
on the east, wasn’t nothin’ else to do but sell food and eat food
i was so f-cked up, i sold a n-gga some real dog food
hit ’em in the head and watch him lose breath, lose stamina
i can’t f-ck off pills, so i don’t ’cause i lose stamina
i’m tryna figure out how to get them blues past panama
me and all my n-ggas ghost, we like the temptations

- detwan love

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