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letra de tulse hill tour - shuuds x smokey

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[intro]
shout out my boy, ditto

[verse 1: smokeyjack]
pull up and let that bust (buss’)
in the 4-s i trust (mhm)

bro-bro-bro just bussed that m
now i’m laughing, but the mumsy gotta’ cuss

some stupid f-cks
what the f-ck is cse?
just last year they was on the wing with us
it ain’t addin’ up

let’s talk some facts
how many man ‘been shot and splashed?
and they still chat sh-t on tracks

don’t add a k on my batch

[hook: smokeyjack]

one ching left him deaded
reded, heartbeat left on pause (he’s dead)
stop all the verbal bro
grab this wap and go on tours (bow)
leave this corn in your’ thoughts
uth, man down for the cause (bow-bow)

one ching left him deaded
reded, heartbeat left on pause (he’s dead)
stop all the verbal bro
grab this wap and go on tours (grab it)
leave this corn in your’ thoughts
uth, man down for the cause (bow-bow)

[verse 2: shuuds]
lambeth jugga, spread that news (drill it)
s left that scene unpleasant
civilians’ facial expression like fumez
ding-dong, ever see it occupied
nuttin’ but knives and a crusty broom (bow)
pull up and boot then i’m on the move
when i’m stuck on my [?] like gorilla glue
who would’ve thought it would get like this?
f-ck it, man’s knee-deep in the beef
heard he’s bad, i’m in disbelief
now i’m trynna’ put donny in a swisher sweets
i ain’t trynna’ rock like pnb
ying that, swish that, blow off his feet
sheesh, buck into me that’s peak
f-ck trynna’ hang out the window with the mop
i’mma walk up and put bells in his tee (sh-ll it)
guess who i’m smokin’ on
i’ll give you a clue, it rhymes with migrant (yuck)
sauce that up and send that side-ways
gang on a glide and we’re tagged to innihalate
t-s down for them tired dons
bully that block made the residents migrate
shush got dropped so we add to the crimerate
—- we done more than hydrate (juice)
[hook: smokeyjack]

one ching left him deaded
reded, heartbeat left on pause (he’s dead)
stop all the verbal bro
grab this wap and go on tours (bow)
leave this corn in your’ thoughts
uth, man down for the cause (bow-bow)

one ching left him deaded
reded, heartbeat left on pause (he’s dead)
stop all the verbal bro
grab this wap and go on tours (grab it)
leave this corn in your’ thoughts
uth, man down for the cause (bow-bow)

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