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letra de topanga - j1hunnit

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[intro]
(keep that sh-t lowkey, tae)
(oh my goodness, oh my goodness)

[verse]
i’m talkin’ plug numbers, on the phone with a stranger
while i’m lookin’ at the batch dryin’ up on a hanger
i’m a real-deal tradesman, a hand-to-hand exchanger
it’s silver when the blocks touch down like jenga
i’m on the highway bringin’ girl into the world, topanga
call me flavor flav, i know how to tame danger
big-faced clock on my wrist, power ranger
the cup full of [?], it help ease a n-gga anger
i’m familiar with the game and how to play it, i’m not a stranger
i threw my knees out runnin’ to a check, i’m danny granger
i’m the last of a dying breed, i’m endangеred
when the drought comе in, i use it as a game changer
i smell disloyalty and see hatred from afar
i can tell he playin’ with the snakes like jafar
i done seen some n-ggas do they brothers like scar
them n-ggas claim they down to ride but get to hoppin’ out the car
the h-llcat engine sound like simba when it roar
i talk more sh-t than dolemite, rudy moore
i can’t leave the streets until i hit the big score
if we just makin’ ends meet, then what the f-ck we grindin’ for?
shawty came slim waist and firm cheeks, baby forbes
i f-ck with her ’cause she cut for me like swords
she cook and clean for d-ck only, no rewards
i told her hit the road for me and i’ll commit, i’m yours
sh-t been gettin’ better, i think i had a great run
i’m thinkin’ calabasas mansion, soft waves in the lawn
dogs runnin’ in the yard and catfish in the pond
i’m a great stepdad, me and her kids got a bond
i done been his age before, i’m givin’ game to her son
caine and pernell, i taught him how to shoot a gun
i told mama i can’t leave this sh-t until the job done
some n-ggas say, “f-ck hustlin'”, they’d rather rob somethin’
stayin’ alive to grow old, i wonder what’s the odds of it?
remember when the corn was in, my plug had cobs of it
dinero grand like the play at interstate, i’m road huggin’
i hate when n-ggas call me big bro, that’s d-ck tuggin’
[outro]
n-ggas call anybody with some money your f-ckin’ brother
weird-ass n-ggas
keep that sh-t away from me
(keep that sh-t lowkey, tae)
yeah
1hunnit
(oh my goodness, oh my goodness)

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