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letra de from the d to the a (remix) - t-locke

verse 1: t-locke
gotta get to this chicken like i’m at kuzzo’s
you say that you the coldest in the game well you got unfroze
pesos and euros
gotta get brazilian réal
gotta do this on my own
get this money with no deal
gotta get dat currency in case of an emergency remember when he burned us out and showed no common courtesy
march 31st going ghost like it’s perjury
i hope you hang by a necktie that is burgundy

verse 2: retro the og
i’m whipping cause i got the recipe
all of you haters are dead to me
i’m gonna give you the best of me
flowing hot like i be devilly
coolin’ down cause i’m so heavenly
snakes in my life keep on testing me
k!lling the beat tell it rest in piece
god in my life keep on blessing me
dropping you soft like you featherly
not talking dogs but the girls keep on fetching me
i’m a pitbull cause the og be savage
and if i don’t got the shot then i’m gon p-ss it
my barz leave a mark on the world like we stamping
muhammed ali cause the right keep jabbin’
retro the og you know he stay stabbin’
if i can’t say something then i’m gone rap it
just like a predator i stay attacking
and just like a rhino i’ll always run rapid
when the fakes hear my barz they was hatin’
i crack you in half cause you know i’m heartbreaking
and when i come thru my outfit is breathtaking
you see me once and now you always shaking
i know when you love me
i know when you faking
i know when you lying
i know when you make it
i know when you talkin’
i know when you playing
i know when you diss me my k!llas start spraying
boi what is you sayin’?

verse 3: redizzay, peso ju, antverson
n-gg-s say they taking paper but don’t never show up
ho’s want me to eat them like homer simpson and donuts
so what put the fire to you that’s a roll up
my kids on her tongue she need to grow up
n-gg-s on my head said they’ll k!ll me but didn’t do it tho
f-ck a n-gg- b-tch her p-ssy stanking like a sewer hole
they say they got the hands
b-tch i’m down to catch them all
ho’s catching on my kids like ash and pokéb-lls
clip like a stick slide through like it’s hockey
leave the scene red like the dreads on lil yachty
i got locked up was in a cell on sum stupid sh-t
i’m on the block daily with my k!llas and they shooting sh-t
how yo -ss get dropped while i’m getting some top?!
seen n-gg-s fighting in the streets, then get shot
like a bad cold yeah ju got that medicine everywhere i go i got shooters like the president
i feel like that n-gg- cause my ex on my c-ck
they gone cause a riot when they see this song drop
aye my young n-gg-s yeah they shooting sh-t move b-tch get out the way like i’m ludacris

- t locke

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