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letra de tia & tamera - hefna gwap

intro:
alwayz elegant
(tia, tia and tamera)
(tia, tia)

i need money in my hand, money be the plan
i need money in my hand, money be the plan
i need money in my hand, money be the plan
i need money in my hand, money be the plan

verse 1:
back against the wall homie you know where i stand
its not a mountain in front of me, its the sand
as i coast from the coast, that’s known for purple smoke
i steals, i’z i’z wet
like pirates on boats
wrap
wrap around the game like bracelets on your hand
my mother told me that, k!ll em with that flow
had to
had to take it back, my streets got that quicksand
it took more then a hand & leg, getting out not in them plans
(f-ck what they said)
im gone f-ck up to you anyway, so i look ahead
that’s something you don’t know
they feel me like im gold
i k!lls beats like ty rose
inhales, i honor rolls
the l’s all in my clothes go

go, go, go!!
this the part where you smoke, smoke, smoke
(tia, tia and tamera), word to lord plawz on that maine
let me take you there tho

i sips wit hoes, roll them big as blunts
i still reekin, still chef in
swag out wit dat bag out
and that louis purse got a pound in it
that’s a bad b-tch
i need bad b-tches, for all them ave nights
when i ain’t had b-tches
gold on, gold tron, gold 45 n-gga hold on
i f-cked the sh-t out that pretty mouth
that b-tch look good
but that b-tch get down
i’m g qd, roll the tree up
that hash piped, wit my lean cup

hook:
have me f-ked up
all throwed down
they sayin i’m gettin on now
guess i suppose now
(tia and tamera)
i wanna do that rap sh-t
(tia and tamera)
but i wanna do that trap sh-t

have me f-ked up
all throwed down
they sayin i’m gettin on now
guess i suppose now
(tia and tamera)
i wanna do that rap sh-t
(tia and tamera)
but i wanna do that trap sh-t
trap sh-t

verse 2:
it’s not ashamed the way we grew up n-gga
so don’t be blamin pointin fangas
cuz yo -ss don’t wanna do nothin n-gga
you speakin wrong with that influence n-gga
homie you had the same number for 3 years u ain’t movin nothin
u ain’t worried bout no feds, you ain’t tuckin onions
u wasn’t gone bussin that n-gga head for yo lil brotha
u ain’t worried bout no feds, you ain’t tuckin onions
u wasn’t gone bussin that n-gga head for yo lil brotha
my cuzins they rather rock prada
ide rather cut the cake wit my designer
got dreams of my peps
gettin off the streets
cuz of the lyrics i holla
that’s why i holla
my moma said get em i got
johnny said shoot em
and looked at his fatha
then we heard blacka

that game on froze
that’s why i’m banaka
(cold)
speak this sh-t into existence
told y’all in ill-strious goons
but y’all didn’t listen
that dope it been in my religion
n-ggas got nothin to do
that’s why i don’t miss em
i focused on makin my vision
extended
gettin good credit
i been wit the biness
gettin good credit
u ignants don’t get it
i’m talkin green lettuce
that’s why we don’t scrimmage
fealin like old english
lightupp we sippin
surrounded by plaques
n plottin on millions
i’m after it all
it’s all for my children
shipes p-ss me the ball
i been wit the dribble
i came for the top
now i told you my mission
i’m what they missin
i got it, submission
zip lock it, no drippin

hook:
have me f-ked up
all throwed down
they sayin i’m gettin on now
guess i suppose now
(tia and tamera)
i wanna do that rap sh-t
(tia and tamera)
but i wanna do that trap sh-t

have me f-ked up
all throwed down
they sayin i’m gettin on now
guess i suppose now
(tia and tamera)
i wanna do that rap sh-t
(tia and tamera)
but i wanna do that trap sh-t
trap sh-t

- hefna gwap

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