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letra de typhoon freestyle! - sgm

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verse 1: zai

ambidextrous with the beef, i’m gon’ see both sides
caught yo n-gga’s lackin where yo crew and where yo block lies
that n-gga feel like drake, cuz’ he associate wit mob ties
deal with too much on yo’ plate you finna get pressured when it come time

n-gga thats happenin’, bullets touchin the abdomen
young or the older n-ggas gon understand where the action is
whether you gon get slapped by your pops for comin’ 10 after then
movin’ out to the streets wherе the cops gon show you what a -active- is
i’m up in my room, spinnin hits like a typhoon
tryna makе out a name for myself, right next to my idols

verse 2: vigi

i f-ck on yo b-tch outta habbit
you talkin dat sh-t but you mad b-tch
she bounce on my d-ck like a rabbit
i’m flyin’ away like a maverick, okay

i’m goin’ viral, like a std
i got a pistol wit’ a sword, call dat dmc
i got them coppers on my ass they be wantin me
the vision actin like john cena, how they can’t see me

i take up a b-tch at my crib and she wavin to undressen
i got my glock tuck n safe should be know who you be messin wit
9 that i’m holdin go “pa pa” when it shot shot you get hit
you talkin dat sh-t on the internet but in yo life you be actin a b-tch

keep talkin yo talk when the barrel aimin at yo face
i know dat boy crackin when under pressure can’t keep up wit da pace
when i’m up n by my opps know they gon be dead like a closed case
if you ever gon mention me, better put the greatest next to my name b-tch (yuh)

verse 3: zai
four n-ggas on all sides, quadralateral
practically unpassable, take in bullets like a hannibal
yo’ n-ggas on my side that something impractical
practising, what’s happening in my h-llcat? no animal
boom boom, where the ammo go? 15 wit a avid goal
tired of maceratin’ n-ggas i think they should give up, give the trash a go
b-tch you 18 what you doin vro?
you can’t claim no gang, you get locked up like you julio
wock got different taste, b-tch i’m geeked up ina studio

bridge: vigi & zai

they callin me doctor how vigi got patience, seein’ black n white dalmatians
underground, emanc-p-tion, choppa go fah, you finna be faceless
a second to pop yo head off the duration yo bro get hit from relation
i got the pen, the pad, citations, if you talk sh-t i shoot like aigis

verse 4: vigi

i’m irresistible, you nft invisible
you say you good at rappin’ but ya horrible
tote yo glocky it gone get real physical
survived my 9 dat sh-ts a miracle

but know the next time you ain’t gonna have it
the second i walk out yo face go red like granite
i pop two heads wit 1 bullet only needed a jacket
cause that’s where my 9mm stayin sh-t’s a habit
(yeah, shut the f-ck up, b-tch)

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