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letra de too tact (midnight freestyle) - sugarhill dede

[intro: sugarhill dede & melbinbuggin]
t-t-t productions
(ahhhhh)
(it’s that dede n-gga)
(yo mel, what we doing)
(grrah, gang-gang-gang)
(gang-gang-gang)
(grrah-boom)
(gang, gang, gang-gang)

[verse 1: sugarhill dede]
i’m wit mel we gon bend thru the 2’s (grah)
call up aj he slide with the broom (gang)
{?} we clear out the room (glah)
you talking on notti you man doomed (grrah, grah-grah boom)
yo bro just throw (glah)
ima keep cl!cking and cl!cking cause i make em go (glah, glah)
and dede hop out let it blow (gang-gang)
i’m {?} and ima upping this flow (this flow)
like what, new freezer (grrah)
bad b-tch, fat ass, i don’t need her (need her)
s-she wanna f-ck me, she want me to bleed (gang)
but you know i can not put trust in this easy (gang, gang)
yo mel, up that grip (grah)
f-ck ray driss, n-gga he a b-tch (he a b-tch)
bend thru, knocka got a kick (ahhhh)
they know my body it’s {?} blitz (blitz)
it’s dede, you know imma up (glah, glah)
smoking on lay and i don’t give a f-ck (don’t give a f-ck)
run up on me get turned into runtz (gang)
spin a bunch ima dump (grrah)
why these n-ggas be capping n acting (grrah)
ima just hop out the…get to clapping (glah {?})
i bet him the {?} attractive (gang)
{?} and he friending to blast it (gang-gang-gang)
[verse 2: melbinbuggin]
yus got shot n-gga should’ve clapped him (glah)
thats on bro, imma up it nd wack him (grrah, grrah)
i don’t care if he up it in fashion (grah, glah)
like why the f-ck is that lil n-gga lacking (gang-gang)
spin through the 8 looking for the gz (ahhh) (glah)
dede on timing tryna let it squeeze (gang-gang-gang)
i get mad i can’t go on a drill (gang-gang-gang)
i’m on my block but i’m on the field (grrah)
too tact n-ggas tell me chill (glah)
said he spinning my block i don’t think that he will (grrah)
like whatchu know about bending them blocks (glah)
late night i was bugging a lot (gang-gang-gang)
lotti, rey, mix it with the rah (ahh)
if i call up {?} he riding with chop (grrah, grrah)
imma hop out the v, looking for the 4’s (grah)
that’s on bro, we coming to your door (ahhh)

[verse 3: sugarhill dede]
dede, i’m always on hots (ahhh)
hang out the v tryna flock at a opp (gang-gang)
get low, i got the drop (gang)
bro too tact, sliding with a glock (glah)
that’s on bro, we gon bend through the flockas (glah)
i can not wait till i catch me a oppa (gang-gang)
set the trend, n-gga smoking ya poppa (glah)
bobby, rip, sent to the doctor (grrah)
grrah, grrah (gang) (grrah-grrah boom)
hang in the v tryna cl!ck on the wakks
if he run, i make his body drop
you know we be bugging, cl!cking on the opps (gang-gang)
don’t run, you get shot (gang)
can’t get caught, can’t get locked (glah)
talk on bro, we put em in a box
adreniline rushing, flocking at his pops (gang-gang)
[outro: sugarhill dede & melbinbuggin]
(glah, glah) (grah-grah boom)
(it’s that dede n-gga)
(glah, suck my d-ck) (it’s that melbinbuggin n-gga)
(gang-gang-gang)
(grrah, grrah, gang-gang-gang)

- sugarhill dede

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