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letra de hello love (remix) - t-rone

[intro: birdman]
my n-gga t-rone
the newest member of the family
ymcmb, rich gang fo’ life
blaaat~!
{m-geezy} {-echoes-}

[t rone]
t-rone~!
realest sh-t i’ve ever wrote
1, 2, 1..

[hook: t-rone] w/ raheem devaughn ad-libs
h-llo, love, i know ya deal
and i know you can get me k!lled
get me k!lled…
how dare ya judge… the ways of l-st
when you’re the reason that i don’t trust?
f-ck you, love – f-ck you, love
h-llo, love, i know your deal
and i know you can get me k!lled
you can get me k!lled, f-ck you, love – f-ck you, looooove
f-ck you, love – f-ck you, love – f-ck you, love
f-ck you, love; i know you can get me k!lled…

[juicy j]
juicy j, i don’t love these b-tches, i don’t trust ’em either
ratchet chick ain’t no keeper, i just f-ckin’ leave her
i’m married to this money – i be chasin’ cash
you married to that b-tch? she talk ’bout takin’ half
these hoes smart – gold diggers be going hard
leave your -ss, now you sick – broke n-gga with a broken heart
i’m smokin’ like a chimney, your girl wanna f-ck my bentley
you in love with that freaky ho, you’ll give that chick a kidney
we don’t fall in love, man, we stickily pimpin’
i’m in vip, sippin’ with the baddest b-tches
smokin’ on some loud, trippy n-ggas we turn it up
your girlfriend gon’ give me head in the bathroom, i’m a burn her up
and then i sent her home to her man (goodbye)
and then i go scoop that chick again
and she wanna f-ck me in my benz, b-tches with you for your ends
and you blind to see you trust her when she say “i’m just a friend”

[hook: t-rone]
h-llo, love, i know your deal
and i know you can get me k!lled
you can get me k!lled; f-ck you, love – f-ck you, loooove
f-ck you, love – f-ck you, love – f-ck you, love
f-ck you, love

[jim jones]
well it hurt, love, don’t love n0body (true) but i love your body (true)
and lord knows, had you on froze when i dug that body
is it l-st? so easily, you gain a n-gga’s trust
it’s gettin’ scary, she’s gettin’ eerie to get a n-gga’s bucks (back up b-tch)
all we do is argue – t-t for tat, go back and fourth
last time we had to argue, you had ’em kick me out and put you back on the porch (it’s not fair)
so f-ck love, yeah, f-ck you love
cause when we break up, we make up and i f-ck you, love (you like that?)
did it hurt, love? you could get me k!lled
you know, death threats with the best s-x; this sh-t’s the world

[hook: t-rone]
h-llo, love, i know ya deal
and i know you can get me k!lled
get me k!lled…
how dare ya judge… the ways of l-st
when you’re the reason that i don’t trust?
f-ck you, love – f-ck you, love
h-llo, love

[fat joe]
cause i love hustlin’
got a stick in the truck, b-tch, cause i love bustin’
she love the way it feel, and jesus walk through customs
giuseppe on them heels, yeah them kanye customs
i don’t make love – sh-t, i love f-ckin’
i hit it from the back like what the cat done drugged in
she blowin’ that loud, i keep the p-ssy on tilt
beautiful faces sayin’ “i got milk”
she lovin’ the crew, we met back at the club
now we get it on the weekend, that’s sat-rday love
sunday night’s bamboo, i’ll touch you up
take you back to the crib and f-ck you, love

[outro: t-rone]
h-llo, love, i know your deal
and i know you can get me k!lled
you can get me k!lled; f-ck you, love – f-ck you, looooove
f-ck you, love – f-ck you, love – f-ck you, love
f-ck you, love; i know you can get me k!lled (whoo!)

- t rone

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