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letra de talmbout 2 (t2) - lil l.a. marz

lil l.a. marz – talmbout 2 (t2)
lyrics

intro:
no, no, no, don’t come in the ride, you f-ck with slime, you get the five (pshh, pih, skrrt)
4 plus 5 equal 9, gon’ hit with both of em, if you keep talkin’ too nice (beep) (ouu, aye, yeah, what, what)
go, go, go, better run for your life, you wastin’ time, it’s time to die (what, ouu, aye)
wet a n-gga up, wisconsin dells, you’d be dead by the time you—
(l.a., who the f-ck?)

wha—, yeah (whoa!)
yeah
(quaxar, you turnt up!)
yeahh-ehh-ehh!
heh, aye, eh, what is you talmbout, hey what is you talmbout, hey? (whoaaa!)
what is you talmbout?
aye, whoa, aye (yeah, yeah!)
hey, aye, whoa (what is you talmbout?)
yеah, yeah, aye, whoa (yeah, yеah!)
yeah, yeah
1300 shii (uh!)

hook:
whatchu, uh, whatchu, uh, whatchu talmbout? (yeah!)
whatchu, whatchu, uh, whatchu talmbout? (whatchu talmbout?)
aye
whatchu, uh, whatchu, uh, whatchu talmbout? (yeah!)
whatchu, heh, whatchu, heh, whatchu talmbout? (aye!)
verse:
she want my number, i got 2 phones, she on the droid, nope, not that special
7s for my work, samsung for the hoes, never put no b-tch on the pedestal
love scars still f-ckin’ burn, i sooth myself with my songs, ion want no s-x from her
toxic relationship, you k!lled my vibe, you need that attention that’s medical
pop em like muhf-ckin’ pill
ion need no gun, really need to start writing yo will (what?)
opened up wounds like gills
you the fish i’ll gut
red sea, everybody gettin k!lled (quaxar, you turnt up!)
take you out the muhf-ckin’ field
yeah i’m in the cut
like a slit wrist, mentally ill
carnage in the muhf-ckin’ buildin’
yeah, i’m that n-gga
n-ggas ain’t know what’s real
d-mn, n-gga, what’s yo deal?
did you bro die, and you don’t know how to feel? (yeah!)
not like yo ass got a shield
this is not an avengers movie, you will die for real
oh sh-t, oh my, oh dear
it’s a muhf-ckin’ demon, n-gga, see you screamin’ in fear (wow!)
b-tch, better cover yo ears
h-lla destruction, believe it, n-gga, whole race not gon’ be here (whoaa!)
hey, hey
world domination (b-tch!)
yeah, the world gon’ end, uh, it’s not complicated (yeah)
b-tch, i’m not yo friend (what)
so what’s the point you makin’? (yeh!)
you beggin’ for mercy so of course, you not gon’ f-ckin’ make it
don’t give a f-ck if you naked, you goin’ under the ground
tip one toe, make a peep, don’t make a sound
but i’m serious
n-ggas talmbout bein’ on some ape sh-t, but you sit around bein’ curious
where that aggression at, where the anger at? n-gga don’t know how to be furious
but you fast, with all the twitter fingers
turn the ringer down when you pull up
they turn singers now, they been foolin’ us
n-ggas ain’t fool me, and it’s not us, and it’s just me
b-tch, it’s me, doin’ all this f-cksh-t
imma get yo ass f-ckin’ duckin’
get yo ass runnin’
now yo ass stumblin’
d-mn, all these n-ggas know how to talk
but is it gonna match with how you walk?
“this is why i—-mumbles- (what the f-ck?)
n-ggas don’t know how to use they words
none of this gon’ be better just worse
best believe it’s a muhf-ckin’ curse
raise the dead from the dirt, just to go k!ll you and k!ll you again

- lil l a marz

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