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letra de hoodwinked - injury reserve

[intro; ritchie with a t]
yeah
hey
all these—
leggo
all these n-ggas, they trippin’
oh, yeah
ayy, tip-tip of my tongue
at the tip-tip, tip of my—
yeah-yeah

[pre-chorus]
all these n-ggas just trippin’
all my n-ggas just flippin’
got the big bad wolf, better run
can’t be trip-trip-trippin’ on nothin’
better pack all your bag, better [?] it
watch your son in the sun, at the picnic
i ain’t trip-trip-trippin’ on nothin’
at the tip-tip, tip of my tongue

[chorus: ritchie with a t]
got the big bad wolf in the trunk
watch how i send ’em off with the funds
coffee beans, let ’em squeeze for the lunch (yeah)
get that king kong off of my lawn (yeah, yeah)
these windpipes know what you want
h-lla strong, still [?] if you want
i ain’t trip-trip-trippin’ on nothin’ (yeah)
at the tip-tip, tip of my tongue (yeah)

[verse 1: ritchie with a t]
tell you something, uh
how you think i’ma ‘proach this?
in this thing with the most-est
with my [?] thing, yeah, we posted it
i just do a ding-dong like a hostess
so the fly on your wall ’bout to post it
listen, get down on the floor, yeah
start, drop, flop, and roll, yeah
two for one complex, that’s a bonus
and they almost turn to water like a lotus
i was taught don’t talk if you have sh-t
i don’t trip, no bike, that’s a locust
potholes, they all on the road
will a n-gga have room for the funs?
i ain’t trip-trip-trippin’ on nothin’
got the big bad wolf in the truck

[verse 2: stepa j groggs]
you should’ve seen they faces
when my u-haul parked in front of that [?]
i ain’t even on runnin’ back
but hold up, man, run it back
yeah, my pants on sag at your whole foods
and my black ass get thrown into your old school
we comin’, we huffin’ and puffin’
break it down and put some new stuff in
somethin’ grimey and new, f-ck a cab fare
we don’t care if [?] on your ass [?]
don’t worry, we comin’ for all y’all, y’all
we ’bout to go crazy, yeah, all y’all
don’t worry, we [?]

[pre-chorus: ritchie with a t]
all these n-ggas just trippin’
all my n-ggas just flippin’
got the big bad wolf, better run
can’t be trip-trip-trippin’ on nothin’
better pack all your bag, better split kid
watch your son in the sun, at the picnic
i ain’t trip-trip-trippin’ on nothin’
at the tip-tip, tip of my tongue

[outro]
yeah
love you down, yeah
love you down
love you down, yeah
love you down
love you down, yeah
love you down

- injury reserve

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