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letra de tunechi - sob kamm

blowing tunechi hitting all these hoes
went from honor to blowing tunechi
hitting all theses hoes
could’ve been up that road
shoutout to god, yeah, that’s my dawg fosho
theses n-ggas pillow talking
telling theses hoes, i’m out here robbing stores
how you hating on me? you touching pounds
dawg, i’m touching o’s
brother up the road, when he come home
it’s just gon’ be oblated
other one on probation, if his p-ss dirty
they gon’ come and take him

father please, i need a blessing
i get love from the opps brand
but in my selеction n-ggas envy
so i keep it with me
best bеlieve, n-gga i’m gon’ fire first
look-in my momma eyes
i won’t let her ride behind a he-rs-

physically we free, we locked up mentally
trapped in the trap
end deep in the streets in the deep end
i dive head first
you can f-ck my hoe
but don’t touch my clientele, the bread first
i been crossing n-ggas since
i was in red-apes and converse
makaveli sh-t, i bond first
i keep they arms reach
clout say “i’m a profit”
b-tch my life is like a quran verse

everyday when i leave the house
i pray ion crash out
i’m get back home to momma
play i’m lay yo ass out
remain solid in this floss ass world
what i’m do, yeah

when it’s time to slide
what you gon’ do? n-gga, i’m shoot
ain’t really the type to tell the crew
what i’m about to do
i ain’t really the type to type
i’m the type to wait late night and shoot
got a bad lil white hoe, on that white hoe
yeah, she like the tool

you like to wolf, n-gga my momma know
i like to shoot
yeah, i like to boot

yeah, ain’t gon’ play with you
b-tch, i’m let the fire-at-you
yeah, i’m uh—, yeah, yeah

(like to do
n-gga i’m shoot
ain’t type to type
i’m the type to wait late night and shoot
yeah, b-tch i’m soo high feel like a parachute
yeah, play with lil kam, dare a n-gga to do me
yeah, ion give no f-ck, where he at
n-gga on god i’m shoot, yeah, f-ck that)

- sob kamm

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