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letra de givin swag - hood tali

[intro]
guru made it
uh, yeah
uh, yeah

[verse]
uh, b-tch i’m givin’ swag
see these thousand-dollar pants hangin’ off my ass
uh, yeah, know these n-ggas mad
n-gga i been slidin’ and i been countin’ cash
d-mn, yeah, where my black mask?
four deep on that crib, we get on your ass
drop like 50, we ain’t hit him we gon’ spin again
tell that p-ssy n-gga “come feel this f&n”
mike amiri, 990 when i spin a bin
he can’t see me in my mask, i’m behind the tent
yeah murda k sh-t, we gon’ represent
how this lil b-tch in my face, she just f-cked my friend?
tall n-gga knock him down, he get stood over
cash skin on my sneak, ’cause they rick owens
made thе b-tch deep throat, i told her “keep goin'”
longie got it in his hand, he keep blowin’
yеah, d-mn, and he ain’t missin’
show you how to work this fully n-gga, pay attention
i hit 180 in the cat, strap on my lap, with your b-tch in it
double homicide post with them n-ggas you sent with him
real trapper died, used to sleep in the whip n-gga
dirty youngins, 4k i spent on a fit n-gga
body after body, got the beef bag lit n-gga
quick to catch a b that’s all he want, my young want nothin’ else
dirtied up that nickel two times, then put it on the shelf
if i think you on that, then that ass gotta get the belt
made my first ten off them p’s, you know them oxies gon’ sell themselves
yeah
yeah you know i’m quick to spend a bag, count the racks
i f-ck ’em up, ’cause i’m gon’ get ’em back
i f-ck this b-tch, she call me “baby”, where that symbol at?
before you send some shots at us, just know you get ’em back
tali p, you know i’m zeed up, zig-zagging
i went gallery dept on my trap fashion
last opp headshot, i don’t know what happened
i just know the n-gga gonna have saran wrapped him
i ain’t been in the stu’, i’m a f-ckin’ rapper
i just keep on slidin’, i am not a actor
i take percies all the time, ’cause they get me active
lil b-tch been in my face ever since i bagged her
b-tches see me out in public and start catching vapors
my n-gga caught a triple homie, had the scene taped up
if he catch a n-gga lackin’ he’s a eraser
brodie hop out, chase you down, he’s a team player
i bang on sh-t like brandon roy from the trail blazers
seven shots gon’ hit that man, he ran i up the laser
several shots go ask the cops, he’s a doa’er

- hood tali

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