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letra de i feel you - hyndu

(verse 1)

(yeah)
yo mister touchback, summer runner
make your peoples plus your girl and your moma wonder
snakes is out here, most of them will take it under
destination won’t wait till the h-ll thunder
i brang these cannons, to bust at, no bust back
so now they only bring the heat and imma touch that
i want them green notes
so set it out when we flows
i make ‘em bring [ghost]
to blow you out your scene tough
ya’ll n-ggas see no plots and plans
sh-t get divides by mans
first [gale] in retrospect, equipping n-ggas to scam
my fam double in ninety-seven, miss your [beachy-bands?]
put a drop on n-ggas while i’m shaking they hand
f-ck grams partner, separate that stash in half
or feel this bloodbath
going through this science and math
i came to find out all that plush sh-t you talk was trash
streets don’t respect your ass, that’s why i laugh
ready to stash see-through cheddah the dash
jeff will speed up, chip in the joint
rip the seed up, sn-tch the heat up
[before i’m done?] crack the mac-milli
for insurance, jack smack em all
f-cker’s silly, like oh really?
from extortion to all them red-hot
wheel-of-fortune n-ggas, it cost you n-ggas
one-point-five lying on them boston n-ggas
my crew exorts triggers, hot-scorch you n-ggas
and while you false n-ggas
f-ck forty, speed out, always let the heat out
whenever weed out
and as the president i lead the sheet out
when bustin’ off
so every time the ball bounce, p-ssy i’m f-cking yours
(hook)
n-gga, i feel you
imma put this blood in your mug
n-gga you see-through
fist to cough, raise to the jug
this is a preview
salt-water sprinkle they mug
n-gga the evil
take money show me no love

(verse 2)
i went from first gage, first stage
first day and age to my birthday
wild out in ten ways, still i’m thirsty
running with holsters for a-ks
the first way: run up in your barn, sn-tch the hay
nothing’s wrong with me
but playa it’s gon’ be, like a anniversary
once your cheddah’s calling me
so i hit your ground [w-lly-mac?] style, you with the g
saying: f-ck what you told your fam, playa talk to me
[your xyz fare, my quarter to freeze air?]
build with atomic gases and all the grease there
some climb stairs, doing blind
that sh-t was rare and i peek the fl!cking from his lighter and his wheel chair
so if hin said daddy all them n-ggas disappear
punchline after punchline taking ‘em near
pull out resources, running on top-gunners and bosses
on the strength they don’t want no problems with these horses
once i get in ya, feel that battle-cat-cringer
flow like virginia, [help me back what’s on the ninja?]
ready to injure, with no doubt my shirt is [squirt?] out
put the word out to n-ggas: bring your bl–dy shirt out
you heard out, chumps: double or nothing
hitman establish something, motherf-ckers just be fronting
talking tough and never meaning nothing at all
i’m quicker with the draw, then line these [herbs?] against the wall
(bridge)
cat i feel you
blood is spilled through
n-ggas continue
all these stunting and fronting
these peoples gon’ k!ll you
the real two
no bullsh-t to [hail?] you
here to derail you, my mans is ill, too
plus i tell you, i pray to god ya’ll won’t be testing mine
run with [gun?] information at those signs, put in rewind
the illest thoughts, the illest designs, based on crime
criminals with criminal minds
let’s lace this cabbage
with the wicked rhymes, style [grabbing?]
then build with forty disciples like abbott (sh-t)
i got this plan, [slid?] through my man
who put n-ggas under the sand
f-cking with the scam, champ
ya’ll sucker style n-ggas, who you with?
i touch bricks and pump that biggie smalls sh-t
wall-to-wall b-tches, i’m touching ‘em thong chicks
my family is [pr-ne?] thick, ya’ll cats be on d-cks
you call it, think we neutralizing? go for it!
them [predict get cutting?]-n-ggas, my sons you go to war with
as soon as the dose kicks, the flow hits (sh-t, like this, like this)
(hook 1x – with first line varied)
cat, i feel you
imma put this blood in your mug
n-gga you see-through
fist to cough, raise to the jug
this is a preview
salt-water sprinkle they mug
n-gga the evil
take money show me no love

(regular hook 3x)
n-gga, i feel you
imma put this blood in your mug
n-gga you see-through
fist to cough, raise to the jug
this is a preview
salt-water sprinkle they mug
n-gga the evil
take money show me no love

- hyndu

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