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letra de dat youngin - taleban dooda

[intro: taleban dooda]
a4tre, mm, mm
bibby squad, stain gain
we stain for pooh
long live 30, mm, mm (mm)
free big donkey (free big donkey)
free lil qwapo, mm, mm

[chorus: taleban dooda]
i wonder whoever knew lil’ bro would be the one to win (lil’ bro would be the one to win)
forever march with his troops, he kept on losing all his friends (he kept losing all his friends)
he just kept his head high, soaked the pain all in (soaked the pain all in)
a real stand-up guy, no, jit ain’t never played pretend (no, jit ain’t never played pretend)
oh, ah, ah, ah-ah
he traumatized, he look up, a n-gga die (he look up, a n-gga die)
he seen his brother take his last breath, it made him cry (that sh-t made him cry)
if he tell his shooter, “get him”, he won’t even waste time (he won’t even waste time)
you n-ggas k!lling ’bout the youngin’, all they send him straight fire (all they send him straight fire)

[verse 1: taleban dooda]
yeah, he hit him hard, he get him every type of drug (get on every type of drug)
he gave his heart away, she crossed him, now he tired of tryin’ love (now he tired of tryin’ love)
he sip and smoke dead n-ggas, don’t give a f-ck about his lungs (don’t give a f-ck about his lungs)
yeah, a jit who stand on business, always givin’ n-ggas slugs (always givin’ n-ggas slugs)
we got him, we want his man’s (we want his man’s)
he know what he did (he know what he did)
lil’ foenem want his wig (lil’ foenem want his wig), he won’t do that sh-t again (he won’t do that sh-t again)
have my youngins put you under (put you under), play if you wanna (play if you wanna)
come correct me, no assumptions (no assumptions), ’cause jit fear no man (he don’t fear no man)
mama said she scared for me (she said she scared for me), she know i’m dangerous (she know i’m dangerous)
she said she been prayin’ for me (she been prayin’ for me), i know where my angle is (where my angel is)
i can say, “i won’t”, i put mom on a hill (i put mom on a hill)
buy her a house that says, “hers”, that sh-t already gives me chills
[chorus: taleban dooda]
i wonder whoever knew lil’ bro would be the one to win (lil’ bro would be the one to win)
forever march with his troops, he kept on losing all his friends (he kept losing all his friends)
he just kept his head high, soaked the pain all in (soaked the pain all in)
a real stand-up guy, no, jit ain’t never played pretend (no, jit ain’t never played pretend)
oh, ah, ah, ah-ah
he traumatized, he look up, a n-gga die (he look up, a n-gga die)
he seen his brother take his last breath, it made him cry (that sh-t made him cry)
if he tell his shooter, “get him”, he won’t even waste time (he won’t even waste time)
you n-ggas k!lling ’bout the youngin’, all they send him straight fire (all they send him straight fire)

[verse 2: lil poppa]
take his life before he take mine (before he take mine)
make sure you squeeze on suspicion, that means shoot first and never freeze on the mission (never freeze on the mission)
ayy, the lord is my witness (the lord is my witness)
when you done seen death so many times, it’s hard to change the beliefs of a christian (amen)
ayy, when i speak, n-ggas listen (they listen)
and when we creep, n-ggas go missin’ (they go missin’)
facetime calls with my dawg behind the wall, i can’t visit (i can’t visit)
bruh just called, i ain’t busy (i ain’t)
tryna talk, but i can’t reach (i can’t)
ain’t even coughing this drank filthy and it’s him to come refill me (yeah)
and youngin’, you ain’t done, you still got some sh-t to do before you finish (before you finish)
i know about your problems, don’t even mention it ’cause i already been through it (yeah, ’cause i already been through it)
yeah, we gon’ get to it
but until then, watch your back, and n-gga, keep your strap (please keep it)
yeah, i rap, but i ain’t finna rap, get him whacked, bet them n-ggas snap (bet them n-ggas snap)
[chorus: taleban dooda]
i wonder whoever knew lil’ bro would be the one to win (lil’ bro would be the one to win)
forever march with his troops, he kept on losing all his friends (he kept losing all his friends)
he just kept his head high, soaked the pain all in (soaked the pain all in)
a real stand-up guy, no, jit ain’t never played pretend (no, jit ain’t never played pretend)
oh, ah, ah, ah-ah
he traumatized, he look up, a n-gga die (he look up, a n-gga die)
he seen his brother take his last breath, it made him cry (that sh-t made him cry)
if he tell his shooter, “get him”, he won’t even waste time (he won’t even waste time)
you n-ggas k!lling ’bout the youngin’, all they send him straight fire (all they send him straight fire)

[outro: taleban dooda]
all they send him straight fire
n-ggas k!lling ’bout the youngin’, all they send him straight fire
all they send him straight fire, mm, mm

- taleban dooda

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