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letra de tornado season - ebk jaaybo

[intro]
(ooh, gage)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse]
ayy, if you livin’ what you rap, then i salute to you
and if you causin’ havoc in these streets, i advise you keep it glued to you
’cause i would, n-gga
dead opp, he would slide if he could, n-gga
won’t let this fame and sh-t change me, i’m a hood n-gga
not tryna argue on the ‘gram, i’m tryna cook n-ggas, look, n-gga
ayy, get it poppin’ on that block, house party
the bag she give you hit different when she look somethin’ like a barbie
no cap, they caught him by that dollar store, he was a target
the transition brazy, when you catch one, it turn you heartless, yeah
mama can’t save me from satan, i had to face him
i’m the one that cracked it off on that block, that’s why they hate me
you can’t discredit sh-t i did ’cause i been spinnin’ since a baby
spankin’ n-ggas i was cool with, sh-t manie
yeah, yeah, yeah, sometimes it be like that
stand over him and make sure that he dead so they can’t bring him back
want you to see him in the casket, so i ain’t hit him with the face tap
i sn-tch souls, real-life humans, you see the face tat
yeah, speak all you want, i know what i did
say i ain’t slide, but only gang know about them skits
if i never ran a n-gga down, i wouldn’t run my lips
but i know i spanked somethin’, so i’ma talk my sh-t
sh-t get golitical, we spinnin’ bout these principles
the streets gon’ put you down at times, don’t let it get to you
and i’ma smoke somethin’ for bro ’cause i been missin’ dude
and i’m still in rrari mode, i’m spinnin’ for him too
my heart dropped the day that body did the same
my youngin turned to pills, he told me that his body feelin’ pain
i know you popped somethin’ before, but blood, a body ain’t the same
take it from me, gzzz, the day you catch that body, you gon’ change
so be prepared before you spin
won’t ever pick him up again, he move scary on them skits
my opps stay on vacation, but they barely takin’ trips
get off the ‘gram and come spank somethin’, you fat dirty b-tch
snitch, we cuttin’ off your lips, i don’t play like that
bro gave his life to the devil, i can’t save his ass
could spend a hundred like it’s nothin’, i’m gon’ make it back
don’t ever hoop, but on they block, they okay with track
them n-ggas stay sprintin’
snake mentality, but i got apes with me
keep that back door open and watch them fake n-ggas
blood got my partner gone, now he ain’t livin’
yeah, sleepin’ with my skeezy on ’cause i’m a gravedigger
please don’t choose this life that i chose ’cause it’s gon’ change n-ggas
we talkin’ donks, on them skits, i’m the main n-gga
can’t get high off the opps, i’m tryna pop, blood, these ain’t jiggas
it’s tornado season, why you ain’t spinnin’, n-gga?
[outro]
n-gga
malice and aggravation on them skits, n-gga
it’s the last n-gga
huh, aw, man, why you can’t ask that n-gga sh-t?

- ebk jaaybo

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