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letra de hood tennis - kayakata

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[verse 1: lunacat]
hood tennis, the mood tennis
the good channels, the good manners
the blue panels, the loot getters
the moodsetters, we move better
i’m programming this sh-t, collecting hood data
system on a hooligan vibe – boot better
re-reprogram-gram, i move better
hood better, the loot better, the mood better
prr-pow-pow-pow, we improve better
magic mushrooms in my bеlly
i’m still in my-
watching fiction in telly
in my italian silk
listen to the night tеlling tales
from the rain and the wind
magic mush-mushrooms in my belly
on my mango i sip
ay, that’s the jungle we live
ay, that’s the jungle we ride
ay, i found my mood in a trip
uh, i found my stars in the night
how the world turns while them youngins running for the reup
how the world turns if we modernize the colosseum
how the f-ck?
how we handle all this life like it ain’t sh-t?
how the f-ck?
how you riding dirty when you’re not equipped?
oh my-
where’s god?
is it in a barrel of the gun?
is it in a bar-barrel of the gun?
of the kids on the run?
wh-where’s god?
[verse 2: hawa]
is this where i come in? alright
wild out the nights i’ll just say that
like she just tryna hop in my maybach
spin blocks on the opps, send their wave back
like, i just need sp-ce, where my [?] at
tell me why money spits straight facts, huh
like, you get it or not, huh
but sh-t i get it a lot
they said i switched up but you n-ggas turned on me
so a n-gga had to keep the f-cking burn on me
cause these n-ggas know that they ain’t no friend to me
she just feeling on my vibe, love my melody
i’m just tryna be the best that a n-gga could be
like, no one can do it better than i can
she just tryna come and be my right hand
i’ma pipe down when the night ends
yeah, i already know you gon’ leave your mans
do i wanna f-ck?
yeah, all depends
i need a bad b-tch who be making bands
if you talk sh-t you gon’ feel a bang

[verse 3: lunacat]
god is gang-affiliated
is god like a flower in the wind?
is it in a gun of the jungle kid?
flowers sprout out from the cracked concrete
is god in the jungle up in em seeds?
leaking electric from the machines
we eatin’ em fruits like animals feast
there’s a bando with kids
found my jungle in this
advertis-m-nts and drugs
children breaking them rocks
raining
what’s a bando to a thug?
what’s a practice for stars?
aiming, raining
what’s an aimless flight?
who a nameless being?
who got jungles inside?
[verse 4: dillacat]
კვლავ ცრის ციდან გატეხილიდან
ვსვამ ბომბეის, ვაყოლებ დაისს
illegal დილიდან, აზელილიდან
სალამ თბილისიდან ny-ს
გეტო, მარტო
უზი, კეტა
ტარო, ქარი
რიგებს ხეთა
რკალად ხრის
და შორი სირენები პოლიციის
ისმის ექოდ მაგისტრალზე
წრე ვიწროვდება ვის ვენდოს
დღე ემსგავსება ნინტენდოს
სუ cheatcodeები, სუ random
სულს შენ გატან და გულს გეტოს
ყველა აისების გიზგიზს
სადაც კაიაკატა ისმის
bang bang, გეტო, ფიტნეს
ყველა უზი გული ისვრის
კვლავ ცრის ციდან გატეხილიდან
ვსვამ ბომბეის, ვაყოლებ დაისს
illegal დილიდან, აზელილიდან
სალამები თბილისიდან შანხაის

[outro: lunacat]
what’s an aimless flight?
who a nameless being?
who got jungles inside?

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