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letra de dreams & reality - taleban dooda & rees money

[intro]
ayy, this is a trademark production
ayy, pull up, lam

[chorus: taleban dooda]
i been rumblin’ in this jungle all my life
all my brothers in that field, so i’m ridin’ ’round with my pipe
i been fallin’ out of love, these wounds don’t heal overnight
you broke my heart once, so i won’t let you break it twice
it’s still one thing on my mind, and that is who gon’ die tonight?
and lord, forgive me for my sins, deep in these streets, i’ll be alright
don’t f-ck with beef, don’t got no time to sit at home all day and type
i ain’t argue with no opps, you can have a sweet talk with this pipe

[verse 1: taleban dooda]
i’m still ridin’ through my city with this k
no fourth of july, but we lettin’ off fireworks today
slidin’ in toyotas, soon to be ridin’ in the wraith
buy my mama a big house ’cause we survived on section 8
lights go off, weeks in the dark, i bet you n-ggas can’t relate
thinkin’ sh-t sweet, you can’t get jacked, this ain’t the safest place to play
know where you at, please don’t act dumb or get surrounded by yellow tape
in the city where sh-t get wicked and all n-ggas can do is hate
let a n-gga try me, he gon’ suffer, why you playin’ with me?
i got some hitters and they ruthless, they’ll spray that k for me
i got jammed and kept it solid, crackers can’t get sh-t from me
if i would’ve told, deep in my soul, sh-t wouldn’t be sittin’ well with me

[verse 2: rees money]
i keep ridin’ ’round with that heater ’cause i know i ain’t livin’ right
when it come down to my people, swear that we gon’ spin tonight
gotta keep that desert eagle, ’cause these n-ggas, they don’t fight
remember slidin’ in that regal, now my n-ggas catchin’ flights
and this chopper hit like thunder, so you better check your life
he keep dissin’ on the gang, watch, i get his nose wiped
watch them shots, they hit his brain, you better watch the news tonight
he keep speakin’ on my name, sh-t, i hit him with this pipe
we in the yams in that rain, sh-t, i’m tryna live my life
got a condo on biscayne, n-gga, what you livin’ like?
i took the b-tch to the room, sh-t, i piped her down at night
why he internet thuggin’? guess he doin’ it for the likes

[outro: taleban dooda]
with this pipe, uh
have a sweet talk with this pipe, mmh
a sweet talk with this pipe
have a sweet talk, oh, with this pipe, hmm
hmm, hmm, mmh
this na-na-na-na

- taleban dooda rees money

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